Move On





Endless Nights,



And I wake with sleepy eyes,

With a belief,

That time really flies…



The morning sun,

Shines with all its glory,

I stay there,

Thinking about my life story…



The old photos,

Keeps our stories,

I take one,

To evoke the memories…



The tears,

Often roll down,

I wipe them off,

And say “move on”…






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