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Jan 2010
you forget, you don't see
you thought you did
or was it me?
who is to ask
where should we go
if we're to ask
how would we know?
it's just a big picture
and it goes on and on
the smile in your nature
left in my mind when you're gone
in the end, there's regrets
and nothing left.
Written by
Christoph Wong
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