Pictures
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People come and go in our life
They are the pictures
Sketched in our mind
Either remembered or forgotten
Some are like pictures
on the wet sand
Washed out by the waves
Some on the white board
intentionally rubbed by the duster
Some are like screen saver on the desktop
one is replaced by another
And the pictures sketched in the heart
are hard to be erased
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