Another day have come and I am one year older now. As I grow older I learn to be contented of what I have and the people who is there for me. No need to feel grief to those people not there and left me. No hard feelings at all. I learn to value what I have at the moment. I learn that nothing should be forced. I learn to let go of the things that keep me in grief. Indeed, golden age came in. Less worries and live more at the moment.
Today marks two decades and four of my life.

P.S a day late post.
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