it's 2nd of august today.
the seventh month of the lunar calendar
has just started rasping its fingers on my flimsy wooden door.
What bothers me most is:
The hungry ghost festival. >.<"
People praying at street corners,
left over mock paper money flying all over places,
tiny hidden dolls left for toddlers of the other world to play with.
Soon, the basketball court near my house will be
transformed into a happening hang out ground.
Not long after, performers will start karaoke- ing
for the dead until the wee hours of the dark.
All because of the opening of THE majestic gates of hades.
With me sacrificing some sleep
for the entertainment of our invisible friends ... and ancestors.
Goodbye toilet trips in the middle of the night.
For i fear the unseen and have no interest in seeing them.
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aih. ... ... =.=" stay away sleepless nights. *0*
Ground yourself, imagination.
Abstain from unwanted creepy stories.
even if it means running out of my friend's room
upon hearing the word "karak". >.<"
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