The white champaca from grandma's balcony. It's been a year since she left. She is here, just as the fragrance is here...

May 30th, 2014, 8pm

It was 21°C with few clouds.

Scent of childhood,

scent of love.

In a breath of time,

white champaca,

led me back

to love,

May I always remember,

life is never too complicated,

when my heart is pure.

Sanna, Shu, Christine and David Wade said thanks.

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Chloe Tseung

A poet at heart, Hi is where I get acquainted with myself through many images and perhaps, a few words -- reaching deeper into the quiet, where the heart is gentle, the soul is tender, and there is no barrier to honesty.

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