Will you be the narrator to my story?
It is about five little birds trying to make a decision to fly away. Three in complete agreement, but two decided to stay. Why stay when there is nothing here? they asked. There is a dream out there waiting for us to land on. An opportunity to grow bigger and stronger, they continued to say.
The two replied, Here is good 'cause this is where we call home. Not there or there. You can always land on some opportunities elsewhere and settle down in a nice house you think is good. But deep down you know, a house is never a home.
p/s: hati kecil terasa pabila hati besar terdetik.
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