Memories wave when the sun sets
The past in deep comes surface
It was 31 January
When life was getting merry
My snowdropp was blooming
In spite of austerity
It was 6 February
When life was getting heavy
My snowdropp was fading
In spite of my loyalty
Memories wave when the sun sets
The past in deep comes surface
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