The path taken to lakeside MRT is always the same, yet, the visuals that attack my sleepy eyes changes each day - waking and exciting me with sights and sounds. Yesterday, I saw a monitor lizard basking out in the sun on the climbers that are growing on the fence of Lakeshore.
I wonder what I would see, hear and feel today...
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A deep ash smell is in the air from the aftermath of burning paper and candles. The grass patches are charred and the pavements are stained with red wax and chalk. The remains of the candles was left in the cold wind. Passersby walked on never pausing to take a second look. The hungry ghost festival is here.
1 comment:
eeeyeeewwwwwww:/
*disgusted kev!
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