some free stuffs

In conjunction with Hari Malaysia, we did some special posters to be shared among Malaysians. This is to foster a deeper love for the country and also remind us that our country can still be saved from the hands of evil.

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battles, distortions, me.

Day… I do not want to count anymore. I have given up on it long ago. Blinded by the swiftness of life, I am left out once again because of me, falling prey to distortions, losing uphill battles. The pitch black facade revealed itself under those counterfeit gleaming lights across the vicinity, Life is not […]

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re: catharsis #15

chained locked up the security is tighter this time around “I ain’t falling for this again.” . . the chains came crumbling down the skies opened up stillness came rushing in as if i am resurrected. don’t be content. don’t lose guard. don’t forget. i stood in the midst of whiteness at least it was […]

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Becoming A Deviant

Routine, as usual- going to school, going to work, stuck in jams, reading the same material, waiting for nothing. I pulled myself out of bed, scrolling through Twitter, watching some Youtube for an hour or so, trapped in the social media feedback loop from hell without having any conscience to break-free whatsoever. Upon reaching school, […]

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Leaf Blower

The melodious tune was emitted into my left ear as I was taking a sip of tea, breathing in the air of China, somewhat hazy and congested. It was that of a combination of a flute and a whistle, I stood on my feet, gazing into the dock from the top floor of the night […]

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Unbarred

Cring… Crank… Cring… Stumbling from the chains that restricted my limbs’ movement. “Move.” The guard nudged me with the butt of his rifle, his deep imperious tone exasperated my feelings.┬áDo I have anymore feelings? “Haha…” I chuckled at the reality, the veracity of my thoughts, “HAhahahhaha” and burst into laughter, bending myself into the cold […]

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All We Don’t Know (Finale)

Thunk. The piece of stale bread rolled towards me, drips of drinkable water fell upon my head, signifying me that was meal time. This happened at sporadic hours, I tried counting, but failed because when people were locked in an constant environment, people would tend to lose the concept of time. I lost track of […]

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