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Samantha Branson.
sweet sixteen.
born on 23rd JAN`91
very mixed; EURASIAN.

CHIJ Sec (Toa payoh)
FOURthree'07.
1/1'04. 2one'05. 3/3 '06

CAPper'06
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Church of the RISEN CHRIST

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She's all about;

*Princesses & unicorns.
*Being bubbly.
*Keeping a written diary.

♥You're a carousel,
you're a wishing well;
You, baby


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Friday, October 07, 2005

it was easy pie.haha.manageable la..paper one was way harder//.yea//.and last night while studying, i made a poem! haha. with reference to the cover design of elizabeth goudge's The little white horse. Its a lovely book for those who enjoy reading fantasy(such as myself).. happy reading..i'll try to get a pict of the cover up..yea..



The Little White Horse
Black leaves rustled in the trees, like stippled leaves of a painting
Barks of mere black strokes emanated a soft darkness
Stygian gloom stencilled the shadow of the forest and all was surrounded by a dark abyss
Dark shadows softened the corners of stones, with lighter areas where the moon shone in
The faint moonlight streamed throught the clearing, like pale morning sunlight
There it was.
Loomed out of the cottony mists
A silver shape in the moonlight
Her silky mane rippling in the moonlight like liquid silver
The tendrils of mist seemed to bow to her
The magnificent creature
Its smooth velvety coat the colour of the moon that shone that very night
Phosphorescence from her moonlit horn seemed to illuminate the night
Frozen in the soft grass,
the white colusses had a light in her blue eyes which shone like snowfire
The edge of her elegant horn as sharp as a mid-winter blizzard,
the tip pointed like a thistle spike'
Its every movement as light as the touch of a butterfly's wing

The white beauty, the shining purity, the still pride
An air of mystery in her enchanting eyes
A mere chimera.

haha.tell me what u think of that//. and okayokay.i've go friendster now..add me.and write something.

sprinkled in glitter.
12:46 PM