Blk 708A

I miss Blk 708 A Kopitiam

My dreams were ignited over a Teh Halia

Had genuine friends

Had a life to build

Chatted with Singaporean Police Officer OP Uncle over Rafi in Hindi

Spend many evenings watching Channel 8

Cried when Ah Kong Passed Away

I need my Teh

My noodle soup

Truly soup for the restless soul


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