reminded me listening to the song of moonlight
I still can feel the taste of traditional food
Your love was my shadow i pronounce as a cap hood
Smile with hidden tears every night
Regret became your host, now it’s too late for fight
i won’t give up of writing articles even accusing me again
I smile when I remember calling you, you don’t have brain
Where are all food and the way you were making it with me?
it’s all gone, it’s just a shame, and I can’t see you anymore next to me
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