In this One Life i remember
all those special places
i’ve visited as some are
here and some are gone
like places i remember
some with lovers and friends
as some are living
as some are dead
but with all this lost
i’d loose the meaning
and affection for Love
if i never stopped to
think of those i’ve loved.
:: 01.05.2023 ::
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