Wednesday, February 16, 2011

SPA Poem


Like a flower that haven't blossomed yet
You can't see the good out of it yet
Like a shooting-star that never ends
SPA is it's own world in the world
Is like a second home
Family, Friend
Happiness, hope
That's what you feel
Sad, and unhappy at times
Misunderstood, and sometimes understood

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