Friday, 31 October 2025..
Morning greets with a warm, bright light
Damn I miss you.. when I hear that song again..
Don't wanna remember again..
Cause what's left so hurting..
A song is a voice of heart..
When I sing, or when you sing..
Was it really from your heart
or is it just an honest answer..
-I
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