The places I have been
Are full of memories
Despite the heavy heart
In my chest.
It knows what I mean
The heart I'm longing with.
Believing in the God
Without rest
I'll come to the next world
Beyond the weeping rain
To pray for soul of mine
In future.
The simple truth I told
Was full of inner pain
Thank God that I have time
To mute it!
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