Fragments of memories float swiftly by,
soaked with the waters of regret.
New hope washes to the shore line,
drenching the hope of a new day on tomorrow.
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Fragments of memories float swiftly by, soaked with the waters of regret.
New hope washes to the shore line, drenching the hope of a new day on tomorrow.
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