“He had a reason to go home, a Raya to celebrate, but I took away his only chance to reunite with his family.”

A student heading home for the holidays finds an unlikely friend in the mad balik kampong rush.

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Hands Intertwine

I miss the comfort of our hands held together,
strong, firm, united.
Because I believe open hands are nicer, much more gentle, inviting,
whereas yours can be daunting,
haunting the nightmares of chaos.

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