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Jun 2018
You held my hand,
When I'm in the verge of giving up.
You caught me when I fell down.
Your one of my inspiration of being strong.
And everytime I think of you,
My mind kept on remembering your words.
Though I'll miss you,
I will remember all the memories that we shared.
In laughter and in sorrow,
In sunshine and through rain.
I know your there,
Someday we will meet again...
Jamilla
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Jamilla  20/F
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