'If I looked back in life
I always recall the younger me
a face I used to be
so pretty and free
from college and back to elementary
if I see the picture of me now
with wrinkled face and drooping brow
it's just hard to say goodbye
to my past all along
even I'm nearing the end of my song.'
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