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14 years of Livejournalling, and hopefully, more to come.

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::Familiarity ::

::Familiarity ::

Many months passed before there was an opportunity
For me to visit the stall again.
In the wee hours of the night.
Hai Yun wasn't there this time.
"She's gone back to visit her hometown," they said.
An ordinary stall it may be, but it brought back
Memories of all the people I ate with, at the stall.
As morsels of raw fish were taken with the gruel
Friends bade each other farewell and went on their ways.
And while some meet and dine together again
Others never really came back.
And with passing time, and fading recollections,
Perhaps the only familiarity would be
The cut chili and the spring onions.
And a nebulous cloud of memories.