second beat of the stage curtains started to close
sign scenario ... eyo ... brought a new start
barupun sheet open
leave the old one, let the pen fight
we never call it the memories of the past
had also lost or could never pass
the glorious white-blue or gray (hey)
I love crita memory, he and you
when he (she) he entered the realm of thought
earth science and its surroundings so snack
love the school that never happened
dat was the moment a part of sweet memory
we are down to earth, stepping both
we create a warm a story
began to mature, jealousy and Orchid
finally now, its our time to make a history
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