the thanks to you

I hear the sounds of your footsteps near my room like how you walked when you were rasing me to be the best i know i can be your heart beats and i can hear the sound of you i smell the old perfume that made me feel so happy and when you past i felt a grief that i know will never pass but if you let me go in life i can accompish the best thanks to you





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