when my eyes were closed that I listened the blues
and a tear ran in my face
There was a time
when my tea was about to be prepared
and I just aspired the weeds forgetting about the water
There was a time
that I danced in my house
and nothing else matter any more
There was a time
that I sang some sad song
and my memories were taken off me
There was a time
That the time had ended
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