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I WAS A STEP LATE
The smile I saw,
On your pretty old face,
Have now faded away,
Under the plum blossom.
The hands that raised,
Only to give me blessings,
And feed homely food,
Is lying lifeless on withered leaves.
I...
On your pretty old face,
Have now faded away,
Under the plum blossom.
The hands that raised,
Only to give me blessings,
And feed homely food,
Is lying lifeless on withered leaves.
I...
