The dreams ended,
The skies faded,
But my love embedded.
The times when your sad,
the days when your mad,
what if i say there's always someone there,
a few hundred miles hoping to share?
So long our fates have turned,
That beating thing will never learn,
The cotton candies, coke and tea,
A few hundred miles away here a silly me.
Someday the dream will end,
but just hope the gods will let me sing till then...
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