Our journey has begin
We walk on our own path
One by one
It felt strange
But we'll get used soon
And fate making fun with us
We meet again on that corner
Again, it feel strange
Chocolate, strawberry, milk and sugar
Those all mixed together
Doubt, nervous, happy, and joy
All makes us confused
We call back everything
That happen in the past
Again, again, and again
Untill we get bored
And separated
After all we gone
To our own path
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