Mnemosyne

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Resounding countless of harmony,

The rhythm of her lost memory,

It was cruelly scattered in diversity,

By him who vanished unexpectedly.


He left her hanging and desolated,

She knew it was impossible but she waited.

Waited for her love that has faded,

Even though she knew it was wasted.


Time by time she gradually moved on,

She realized that she became like a pawn,

For a love that causes pain must be gone,

And she must live her life to go on.

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