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Once a while,
I get nostalgic
Look into the past
I find myself
In all these young emotions
With an innocent eye
Exploring through the wild forest
I can't help it
I found myself patching in tears
The things I smiled
The ones I feared
I can't help but swallow the child
Everything she's seen is in my TV
The exact memories maybe a mist
But the feelings always hit me with a fist
And I know when I die,
It will all come back to me
I had a great life

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