Remember those days, when we used to talk
we just move around hand in hand and walk
we dreamed only of rising flowers and imagination
we shape our world may be just a deception
we laugh and cry but share everything with us
we run & race still to catch the bus
we share a seat but quarreled for window
charm reaches its height and find its endow
these memories were flashing in my dream
i spent in nightmare & my queen goes cream
the only thing I can say the sweetest and simplest
"yeah, I still remember you"
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