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This isn’t how I wanted to leave
Against my will
With hope in my heart
That one day we meet again
You me and those lovely memories.
Yet smart is the man who stays for dessert
And smarter is the one
Who knows when his tongue can feel taste no more.
You will be in my dreams
I’ll hold you with care
Pat your hair gently
In next life, we will be happy
And you will feel pain never
In next life you will be loved,
In next life.
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