Time is a thief, my friend
And all good things must come to an end
While we go on different paths
I hope the memories will last
It seems like yesterday when we met
It won't be a day I forget
Between playing around and having fun
We managed to get the work done
It's amazing how the time flew
And I know that I will miss you
I wish you luck in the future years
But always remember the time you spent here
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Thinking about the future.....
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Out of the Blue
РазноеA collection of my thoughts, ideas, complaints, poems, and short stories that just came out of the blue. Image courtesy of Google Cover made by me
