Gently time is blowing through life,
Slowly pictures of you fading away from my life,
Softly the leaves of memory fall,
Little by little I will gather and pick them all.
Because today, tomorrow and till my life is through
I’ll always cherish every moment having known you,
As someone special in my life.
My love for you is a journey, starting at forever, ending at never.
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