Beautiful Souls

Someday, in the far far future, 

as I cook together with my children,

I'll tell them stories of my early years in KL, far away from home. 

Of the days when I feel lost.

The days when I feel like nothing's gonna work out.

The days when I wanted to give up but I can't.

The days when I had no choice but to drag my feet and walk on. 

I'll tell them how God had been kind to me. 

I'll tell them of the beautiful souls I met. 

I'll tell them of the many houses I visited and how they made me feel at home. 

And I'll tell them,

despite my failure in loving my own self, 

they had made me feel loved.

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