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Memory is a place I have visited in the past.
Have not been thinking about you ever since.
Things happened, for a reason I believed.
I might not know for now, for sure in future.
I might have forgotten what we have been through.
But the feelings I had before will never ceased.
I have learnt to bless you, with all my heart.
This is the most valuable gift I may offer.
To you, and to myself.
Written on Apr 20, 2009
(Inspiration source: Thinking of You, by kitaro composition)
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