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well 47 N.day it remind me of Marikita.singapore national anthem, writer zubir said , and old man than when i was a boy,
i stay ground floor joo chat rd 190.he stay 190A 2nd story,he was a kind and humble old man ,every year during hari raya ,
without fail he would bring down some goodie to my doorstep.a cheerful oldman.
Every afternoon i would hear panio music from his home,if i not wrong he got 3 panio, in his home.
Every mor. he would go to nearby coffee shop to have his breakfast. he would put down his black bicycle and stand still when he pass by a school which
play majulah singapura.
Well every national day what it will remind you off ,care to share.
i stay ground floor joo chat rd 190.he stay 190A 2nd story,he was a kind and humble old man ,every year during hari raya ,
without fail he would bring down some goodie to my doorstep.a cheerful oldman.
Every afternoon i would hear panio music from his home,if i not wrong he got 3 panio, in his home.
Every mor. he would go to nearby coffee shop to have his breakfast. he would put down his black bicycle and stand still when he pass by a school which
play majulah singapura.
Well every national day what it will remind you off ,care to share.