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memorable trip

yea we had fun
in the sun
and in the rain
your body that went thtough such strain
held on so strong
but what's wrong
with you, why are you so sad??
just remember the fun we had
and smile, don'w frown
you will always wear a crown
in my heart
and even though that feeling's gone apart
from my heart you are still there
in some corner
but you'r sad eyes
will haunt me
and taunt me
for some time to come
but you had to go
but hey ho!
we will meet again
my once crush, so called hope
#esperanza
-yakaa: jujaa:
(distanced meet. we met after some 2 or 3 months and we had great fun in the sun. actually a group of us went to visit some place. i talked to her in a good and satisfying [for me and her as well] way after 2 years and just before she left i could see that she was sad. it was heart breaking)

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