I remember the music,
which you played
When midst a tempest, I stayed
The sweet, bitter, sour tone
When I was left alone
The music brought wind
That made my heart kind
But yet I remember the music you played
When midst a tempest I stayed.
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But yet I remember the music you played When midst a tempest I stayed. - - - - - - - the beauty of memories