time passes like the wind of the southern seas
passing and ripping out the earth beneath it.
i don't get it. i really don't
why. why must it end like this.
i dun get it. i really dun.
goodbye Pei Hwa Presbyterian Primary school.
i'll miss your stained paint. the old building. the giant steps.
the holding school. the cranky science lab door. the new school. the foot prints on the walls.
i'll miss you miss chan.
miss teo. everyone.
goodbye.