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Someday, I will sing my last song,
When you won’t hear my tune anymore;
The sound of my voice won’t float in air,
And you would not come to stand at the door;
You won’t anymore shed a tear,
For not being able to meet me for a day,
Your heart stops skipping fast, when by
The river we can’t anymore like children play;
The day will come soon when,
Like a dew drop I will melt inside you,
Not to come in your dream again and
Make you smile, for you need someone new.
@Tiku 08/06/2015
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