I got this in Taiwan.

I went there with a blinded dream and I came back still stuck on it. I lost sight of the one man who stood by me through it all and for what it's worth, he has forgiven me. And finally, I see the day as it is again.

It is strange.

That Taiwan symbolized a dream that died.

And a new one that was supposed to come to life.

And it did,

But too much too late.

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It is not easy starting the whole I Wrote This For You schtick urgh.

I had the biggest hate poem for the non-stop drilling downstairs but they stopped. I had the biggest anti-climatic poem for my never ending wait for the washroom but my dad has since vacated it.

My life is just not sad enough man hahaha by the way Universe, I am kidding, please do not heap more misery on me. If not I'll write one for you. This time I be spilling iced water instead of green tea.

I spill things too easily.