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my dearest Pocky
Friday, October 13, 2006

Pocky left me. Left the world. Left Pipo. Left his home of yellow wheel glitter plastic sunflower seeds small fish corn bite soy seeds. Left my mummy and dadddy. I was afraid to face his death. I knew it was coming, but I didn't expect it to be so soon. The good Lord has let Pocky stay by my side for so long, I shouldn't complain. So long till I believe it's way past his actual life span. But I cannot be so selfish to prolong his suffering. I really hope he understood when I told him God loves him. Because of God's love, such a lovely creature has been finally spared of his pain and exits to another heaven where his afterlife belongs to.

As I clean him and stroke his frail body for the last time, I attempt to force myself to believe he's still not too far from me and my world. The good eye left looks into his mistress with compassion and gratitude. Now I return my precious baby, along with his favourite sunflower seeds and milk biscuits, to the good earth. For God will welcome him with great love and continue what was once my duty of love.

I'll really miss Pocky. I've always favoured him over Pipo, giving him much more attention. God has chose to take him away. Pipo is adorable, but none can compare to her brother. Since it is God's will, Pipo shall now be a solace to me, and I will take good care of her.

Pocky, please don't forget me. Because you'll always be in my heart.

it's Friday, October 13, 2006 now


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hymms: lisa ono/clazziquai/timbaland/mayday/F.I.R./fish leong
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