He gave her a smile and he walked away

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He gave her a smile and he walked away

In this city

It didn’t last long

Always feel like a traveler

Sunrise and sunset

Late morning

Not to mention past frustrations

Days can be

Day after day

maybe

In this city

Still feel

Those long lost

Life breath

Once given

All will be lost

What remains

Unforgettable memory

.

My life in my youth was like a flower. When the warm spring breeze came begging at her door, she unwound one or two generously from the abundance of petals, never feeling that it was a loss.

Now the youth has gone, my life is like a fruit, has nothing to yield, only waiting for the complete dedication of their own, with heavy sweet. — tagore, the gathering of fruit

He gave her a smile and he walked away

He gave her a smile and he walked away

He gave her a smile and he walked away

He gave her a smile and he walked away

He gave her a smile and he walked away

He gave her a smile and he walked away

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