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[Cerebral]

Taken from HWZ forum

http://forums.fuckwarezone.com.sg/92204891-post116.html

If he really ok, why they put a picture of him 10 years back?

 

[xpo2015]

Dog died also must ISD inform?

 

[laksaboy]

If he really ok, why they put a picture of him 10 years back?

I think that's from 2013. He was speaking at some business forum held at MBS.
That was also around the same time when he started making public appearances in that famous 寿衣 attire.

Analysis: How do you spell Singapore without 'LKY'?
http://in.reuters.com/article/2013/04/22/singapore-politics-idINDEE93L01T20130422

 

[SunShangXiang]

I think that's from 2013. He was speaking at some business forum held at MBS.
That was also around the same time when he started making public appearances in that famous 寿衣 attire.

Analysis: How do you spell Singapore without 'LKY'?
http://in.reuters.com/article/2013/04/22/singapore-politics-idINDEE93L01T20130422

confirmed old photo.

 

[looneytan]

There’s little joy in life for me,
And little terror in the grave;
I’ve lived the parting hour to see
Of one I would have died to save.

Calmly to watch the failing breath,
Wishing each sigh might be the last;
Longing to see the shade of death
O’er those belovèd features cast.

The cloud, the stillness that must part
The darling of my life from me;
And then to thank God from my heart,
To thank Him well and fervently;

Although I knew that we had lost
The hope and glory of our life;
And now, benighted, tempest-tossed,
Must bear alone the weary strife.

You lifted this one from Daveezz again, iszzitt?

 

[Zatoichi]

You lifted this one from Daveezz again, iszzitt?

Actually, this time it's from a poem by:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charlotte_Brontë
written a few weeks after the death of her youngest sister:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anne_Brontë

Poems About Anne
http://www.mick-armitage.staff.shef.ac.uk/anne/p-bout-a.html

This poem was written by Charlotte on 21 June 1849, following Anne's death the previous month (28 May):

On the Death of Anne Brontë
By Charlotte Brontë

There's little joy in life for me,
And little terror in the grave;
I've lived the parting hour to see
Of one I would have died to save.

Calmly to watch the failing breath,
Wishing each sigh might be the last;
Longing to see the shade of death
O'er those beloved features cast;

The cloud, the stillness that must part
The darling of my life from me;
And then to thank God from my heart,
To thank Him well and fervently;

Although I knew that we had lost
The hope and glory of our life;
And now, benighted, tempest-tossed,
Must bear alone the weary strife.