If You come into my heart

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if you come into my heart

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Saturday, April 08, 2006 / 3:09 PM

There was an old man outside my house with some plastic bags. He was ringing the doorbell a few times. I thought he was just some random stranger who wanted to take a rest at our couch outside or something. I just ignored him and left him outside. Only later did I realise that he was at the wrong house. He could not see very well so he mistook my house as his daughter-in-law's on the 8th floor, same unit. He had been sitting and waiting outside for about 4 hours. Poor thing...I feel so guilty...

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