Tuesday, July 3, 2001

Lost Friend

Lost Friend

How can I left,
When did I left,
Where did I left,
Something has lost that’s you.

I am living in a hope,
You will come with a bright smile,
Talk to me,
Although It’s far a mile.

Now I found you,
My dear lost friend,
And I will always keep you close to my heart,
And I hope,
I would never lose you again.


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