Traffic Light Masjid Aman

Alor Setar wasn’t too chocked up, let alone the route to it. But so to speak, it works well for your mind’s clarity. Now even the sky feels the need to disagree. “Lets be honest, what kind of peace defined by raining if it’s just replicating me? And what the hell with the other half and this significant b?” I could tell this every single day; “You can stay in here, but not out there. The daydreaming. The running in one place. It’s not healthy. Yes it took me for a while to figure it out.’’ A droplet hit the visor and it’s started to pelting outside. You see, I enjoyed being alone in my own head. It was just getting harder.
*Green light*

When mouth lose its guts.
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