i was pensive to skip the evening
Lost in my own fantasy
Remembering your light laughter which is always shining in my heart
deep in quiet, my soul yearn for you, I always thought of you
Whether you will come to accompany my beautiful day
Every day is like blooming times with you
I will never ever can forget you
Beautiful fragrant of your flowers bloom
Which is always shining in my heart
I want to know of you in real not in my fantasy
I want to always be close to you ripped yourself beautiful
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