
my coffee is stale.
and so is my mood.
Hongkong seems dreary, or is it just me?
not even my oatmeal raisin is picking me up....
as i scan the horizon of people walking.
i never feel more alone.
i guess loneliness can be palpable when you think about it.
but maybe ill meet a handsome prince...
to rescue me in this cocoon of melancholy:)
where are you my prince:)
i want to be a princess
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