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I carry Your Heart by E.E Cummings
To love.. i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling) i fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart) I am always astounded by this poem; it is sort of perfect, and I love it deeply. It always reminds me that language is alive and must be allowed to breathe, and inspires me to be creative and brave with it.
first week of posting electives
Having been in hospital for a week its been seen that being in jb hospital fir electives is totally diff from kedah. It is seen by the number of cases and the speed of changes of patients day to day.. Me and my friends were kinda confuse with the dialect here as kedahan pronounce and describe words differently. Apart from that we had outings and fun and the few things we did were: