Tuesday, August 3, 2010

We Love Kuching

I long as does every human being, to be at home wherever I find myself. One may have a blazing hearth in one soul's and yet no one ever come to stay by. passersby see only a wisp of smoke from faraway and continue the way. But yet, there is a magic in that little world, it is a mystic circle that surrounds comforts and virtues never known beyond its hallowed limits. Nor we need power or splendor, large arch, statue or icy glacier; the good, the true, the tender, these form the wealth of our soil. We love Kuching...


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