<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404274304147775201</id><updated>2011-07-08T15:52:59.662+08:00</updated><category term='drama'/><category term='un-sick'/><category term='poem'/><category term='chemistry'/><title type='text'>pick me up!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasepickmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404274304147775201/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasepickmeup.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>&amp;gt;..&amp;lt; *sharon*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646463861726470762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404274304147775201.post-1461472193748021235</id><published>2009-07-25T00:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T00:13:14.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEH HEH&lt;br /&gt;Missed us yeah?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA okie, anyway this is dedicated to SHU-ANT COUPLE DIRECTOR (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adapted from her "Running Tap" which was so freaking awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please save me because I am drowning in the beauty of your eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee! :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404274304147775201-1461472193748021235?l=pleasepickmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasepickmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/1461472193748021235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleasepickmeup.blogspot.com/2009/07/heh-heh-missed-us-yeah-haha-okie-anyway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404274304147775201/posts/default/1461472193748021235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404274304147775201/posts/default/1461472193748021235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasepickmeup.blogspot.com/2009/07/heh-heh-missed-us-yeah-haha-okie-anyway.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;..&amp;lt; *sharon*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646463861726470762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404274304147775201.post-2186656106368946616</id><published>2009-07-04T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T22:32:48.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Siren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became a criminal when I fell in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Before that I was a waitress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I didn't want to go to Chicago with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I wanted to marry you, I wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Your wife to suffer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I wanted her life to be like a play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;In which all the parts are sad parts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Does a good person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Think this way? I deserve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Credit for my courage--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I sat in the dark on your front porch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Everything was clear to me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;If your wife wouldn't let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;That proved she didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/siren/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;If she loved you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Wouldn't she want you to be happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I think now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;If I felt less I would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;A better person. I was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;A good waitress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I could carry eight drinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I used to tell you my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Last night I saw a woman sitting in a dark bus-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;In the dream, she's weeping, the bus she's on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Is moving away. With one hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;She's waving; the other strokesAn egg carton full of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/siren/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;babies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The dream doesn't rescue the maiden. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Louise Gluck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits: Christine Koh&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404274304147775201-2186656106368946616?l=pleasepickmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasepickmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/2186656106368946616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleasepickmeup.blogspot.com/2009/07/siren-i-became-criminal-when-i-fell-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404274304147775201/posts/default/2186656106368946616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404274304147775201/posts/default/2186656106368946616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasepickmeup.blogspot.com/2009/07/siren-i-became-criminal-when-i-fell-in.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;..&amp;lt; *sharon*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646463861726470762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404274304147775201.post-2528732435259185736</id><published>2009-06-26T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:51:13.207+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='un-sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chemistry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, as promised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry pick-up lines (non-sick) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1) Can I have your atomic number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2) You make me sublime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3) Will you balance my equation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;4) Will you be my oppositely charged ion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5) Boy: You are like caesium!&lt;br /&gt;    Girl: Why?&lt;br /&gt;    Boy: You make me explode on the inside!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;6) You must be helium! My heart is flying up, up and away with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;7) You must be hydrogen! You ignite my burning passion!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;8) Please be my Potassium and I’ll be your Chlorine! Then we can be covalently-bonded!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-cue heartfelt emotion written all over your faces-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(since it already sounds so nerdy, inject more love~~~ for best effect!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recommended for: Chemistry TEACHERS (-cough- shu! -cough-), chemistry-lovers, high school geeks/nerds, chemists etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits team! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next post will probably be on chemistry-sick(meaning its suggestive and wrong)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404274304147775201-2528732435259185736?l=pleasepickmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasepickmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/2528732435259185736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleasepickmeup.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-as-promised-chemistry-pick-up-lines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404274304147775201/posts/default/2528732435259185736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404274304147775201/posts/default/2528732435259185736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasepickmeup.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-as-promised-chemistry-pick-up-lines.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;..&amp;lt; *sharon*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646463861726470762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404274304147775201.post-4065772063061174858</id><published>2009-06-25T18:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:42:41.128+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okie, so this is a drama one!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU HEIGHTEN MY ENERGY LEVEL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(no pun intended)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history: it was invented one day during drama lesson, in the presence of awong!&lt;br /&gt;I shall happily be credited! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best recommeneded for: wild, cool and fun-loving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next post will be only-CHEMISTRY pick-up lines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-winks at shu-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404274304147775201-4065772063061174858?l=pleasepickmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleasepickmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/4065772063061174858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleasepickmeup.blogspot.com/2009/06/okie-so-this-is-drama-one-you-heighten.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404274304147775201/posts/default/4065772063061174858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404274304147775201/posts/default/4065772063061174858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleasepickmeup.blogspot.com/2009/06/okie-so-this-is-drama-one-you-heighten.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt;..&amp;lt; *sharon*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17646463861726470762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404274304147775201.post-5812880476220818473</id><published>2009-06-24T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T21:32:09.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Purpose</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;trees changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;by the winter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;stand wavering;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;thin silhouettes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;stark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;against cellophane sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;sunlight no longer streams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;through branches, but easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;rains down, carving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;string-thick shadows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;arching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;over white roads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the trees were full&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;months ago, rustling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;softly like paper flutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;with every nudge from the wind;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;now you tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;that black ice is coming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and as the trees shift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;into slumber, we should brave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the wet gravel as it slides &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;from beneath our feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;things changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;this winter, words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;settling onto skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;just as warm breath clings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;like chalk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;onto frozen glass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;let me just tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;that I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;fell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;for you, so quietly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;there was no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;thunderous crack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;as icebergs broke apart;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;nor epiphanies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and earthquakes; no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;bursting concrete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but my heartbeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;was a leaf, light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and translucent,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;falling in the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the way all other leaves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;fall -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;careless;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;for the dirt, for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the snow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and only then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Author: Gregory Alva Ng Yong He&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(This is not plagiarised so I am not liable to any suing business!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. 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