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Remembering back then,
Remembering everything that had once happened.
Looking at now,
Looking at all the happening, realising how much have changed within such a short period of time.

Misses is unavoidable.
But what can be done?
There isn't a way to revert back.
Things left there, can never be retrieve.

Bid them goodbye,
Yet traces of imprint are left.
Where's the rainbow that supposed to show?
It seem to have lost it's way.

Is it a saddening tragic?
Or is it a miserable happy ending?
No words to add on,
It has to be ended there.

Who's the author who wrote everything?
We, ourselves.
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