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as far as the eye can see Can't see that we're close And every time my heart still trembles with the memories I remember the first time we met You and I never have to be far away Today I have to face the tremors in my heart. afraid that we are far apart Afraid that my heart will change my dreams The rain is like the first time I met you. The look in him eyes still lingered in him mind. Our love hasn't gotten old, has it? or time has passed? change him mind to another You, do you still miss me? When the two of us are still far away When time takes us far away Do you know that people far away are still shaken? When i looked at him picture The water still flows out. morning dew with the cold wind A gentle breeze blows my love away send it to your heart ❤ 《 JaridaNalisa 》

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