Day: August 13, 2005
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[a poem]
Passing Days You were my yesterday,a dream left behindand long forgotten. And I wake up today,forever lost in spaceand long forsaken. But the hope of future days,to find our peace,we still keep sacred.
Passing Days You were my yesterday,a dream left behindand long forgotten. And I wake up today,forever lost in spaceand long forsaken. But the hope of future days,to find our peace,we still keep sacred.