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something about us
I learnt, it still here
fill with goluptious moment in a sorrow
cause of importance
important then a sorrow
left behind the ash of black heart
get the ash of white heart
standing in a dark
no way of approaching light
despair not ready to disappear
even you standing just front of me
stuck in me, nowhere else
become unconscious in conscious
everything has been done
waiting for the conclusion
we were fighting in weird language
we learnt weird techniques
we made a dream for remembrance
we made our own music
At the ground the competition of stamina going on
running too fast and make them too
those remembrance is something about us
I learnt, it still here
fill with goluptious moment in a sorrow
