I foresee we will have better days,
Now is not right occasion.
There are many more different ways,
So, why to hide your sensation.
Don't forget your past,
But don't recall as well.
Eveything will turn to dust,
You can't even foretell.
Just enjoy each step you make,
That's already valuable present.
We all sometimes are fake,
We all sometimes are absent.
Smile to each coming day,
I am still willing to stay
So much happened before,
But in the future, we'll have only more.
Better days
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