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Feb 2021
When we will smell of noble old age,
When we will write our last life's page,
And we will no longer be young and pretty,
I will still love you, my sweet love, I will be.

My last cherry blossom leaf will fall away,
All of the things I got will be meaning nothing,
And you'll be the last man for who I'll stay,
I'll remember the time we spent in summer rain,
Running though queue to take a look of natural way.

My hair is down and I'm feeling alive,
Like I've never felt before I was young,
I think I'm falling in love with you even more,
Everything feels so beautiful and warm like the Sun.

And when we'll decide it's our time to go out,
I would like to meet you on the other side.
"Remember I said like forever and some?
It's still meaning when you love the person 'til the numb".
Written by
Alena  17/F
(17/F)   
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