Night is dark and lights are low,
That allows memories to flow,
I donno where should i go,
Towards the days backing in my mind,
Or towards the shining line,
Sometimes high sometimes low,
We were all together in every rove,
But now the time has gone,
And paths are lorn,
Please forgive me for my faults,
I have to fullfill all of my oaths..........
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