H-29.
I miss Christmas time when I was a kid.
There was a Christmas tree in a living room, a tape player to sing a Christmas song.
There was a reunion with all my brothers.
And most of times, there was a rain outside, and a happiness inside.
I miss them badly.
I wish I could turn back time, but, let memories be memories.
Happy End Year guys :)
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