Remember

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Roses

All my path are separated,
Mountains are shifted,
Memories are forgotten,
How come i still remember?
That we used to love without season, 

Like wind carring us forth
To were it all began,
To were we first met,

How the light keeps chasing the dark?
Thus your beuty beutifies my anger,
Turning sadness to joy.

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