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The flowers bloom and another day passes, Summer comes again. I walk and walk without a destination Because, Eventually there is an end. Times that dazzled Times that won’t ever come again. Days that were so long, That I walked through them with tears. I love them all. Because you and I are here It becomes a memory. Your smile that warmly blossomed for me, My sad heart that couldn’t bear show you I love them all Because , You and I are here It becomes a Memory.
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Apr 25, 2021
Apr 25, 2021 at 3:49 AM UTC
It becomes a memory
The flowers bloom and another day passes, Summer comes again. I walk and walk without a destination Because, Eventually there is an end. Times that dazzled Times that won’t ever come again. Days that were so long, That I walked through them with tears. I love them all. Because you and I are here It becomes a memory. Your smile that warmly blossomed for me, My sad heart that couldn’t bear show you I love them all Because , You and I are here It becomes a Memory.
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20/F/india
Apr 25, 2021
Apr 25, 2021 at 3:49 AM UTC
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