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monologue: oh i hopethis is just a monologue. mine. i like to talk alone. i hope someday. i can see Paris, yeah France. seeing its lamps, tasting its cuisines, smelling its flowers, sitting in a bench near Eiffel tower, seeing white snow, going to one shop to another shops, buying some stuffs, meeting French man, talking about human health there, going to Notre Dame, standing on the Sorbonne University's sacred cathedral (Andrea Hirata says like that on His book titled Laskar Pelangi), and the lovely one....going the highest floor of Eiffel tower and see Paris' scenery. Gee! that's really fun. oh i hope i can go to Paris. as the ending of my life. oh i hope i can bring my parents to Israel, as my thankful gift to them. oh i hope i can hear birds' chirp in Paris. *walking in a park* i hope someday i can go around this world. not only Paris. Italy, Germany, Austria, Russia, Great Britain, US, and others country... birds tell me that it isn't impossible oh i hope i can see Lili flower, oh i hope i can smell Tulip flower, oh i hope i can swim together with Penguin. oh i hope. oh i hope *gyrating* *humming* imagining is something that's really lovely. i love to do that. dreaming... i am a day dreamer, am not i? dream isn't impossible. whatever u dream about. it's real in your mind. so why don't u make it real in our world? oh i hope is it danger to hope too much?  17.6.11 Add Comment [0] |