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Age
Your image had always come to mind,
when i think of something beautiful;
Because every little thing that are
beautiful reminded me of your sadness.
When the sky met the sea and the sun slowly drowning beneath the water,
a thin silver lining was drawn between the sky and the sea.
Oh, there you are staring at it.
Your scent flew with the wind;
to sweet for the nose yet too sad for the heart.
The sunrays where sliding through your hair like stars on a night sky.
Your smile made me more sad than happy.
Sometimes, i wish for this image to disappeared from my mind because;
Pity for you, to still stuck in that time.


They say:
Time stay still
And
Age is just a number.
Its our mind that grow older day by day.


#YearEndEchoes
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