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All I Remember

I Felt the ground
Laying on under the skin of summer
Smell beautiful face of the summer air

I always thought that today is the last day
I figure out to make something wonderful
I close my eyes, holding my breath
Stop thinking all the matter
The only thin i wanna felt was you

Watching all the memory behind
Through the cloud that making a beautiful dancing
I try to forget you with all those things
I make a different way to have you
Save you in my mind
Save you in my breath

I always forget you
Like a summer goes away
I almost remember you
Like i always miss a spring
Bring me near to you, let me spend my love with you
But i have to wait
Like a flower under the snow

Palopo, 13 Oktober 2015

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