and I was looking at our picture,
you know, the one we took that summer?
In your hands were those flowers,
along with their beautiful colors,
and their sweet scents, yes, I still remember.
Time passed so fast, it was almost winter,
the coldness brought back my thought from its corner,
realized me that, really, nothing lasts forever.
So I just sat there in silence and wondered,
how does it feel like to be up there, with me under?
Do you miss me like I miss you, Mother?
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