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" Nostalgia "

A tear trickled down my cheek

Then suddenly, my knees went weak

In my mind appears the flashback of fresh memories

Can't help myself to reminisce.


The first time your lips met mine

The passionate feeling's so right, so fine

I never thought we'll end like this

Still longing for the past full of bliss.

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