The Memories Of Fruit

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One week before we separate our ways

I want to tell you something

When I first walk in corner of the street

Thinking about the worst day of my life

I don't have a dream nor a goal in life

But when I with you,I see things in the future

You all change me from a little girl to a young lady

I speak with my mind

You guide me until I reach my goal

The times that we fight

The time of happiness

Your the best section

We maybe have a low quality of mind

We have maybe have enough confidence

But there is something that everyone does not have

Our memories we will last but not forever

We maybe separate our ways but the memories that we built

We will lasted forever and ever

Thank you for everything

It such an honor to meet a people like you


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