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A year is passed,
But memories stay.
It's hard to imagine
That fateful day.
But memories
They are forever,
Lock them away
In your heart.
A year is passed,
Of pain and regret,
And it's so hard,
To try to go on.
Happy Memories
Mixed with sad ones,
Relics of a
Soul gone on.
A year is passed,
It went so quickly,
Soon again
The year will go.
And Memories
Will be stirred up,
Memories of
That perfect soul.