I dreamed of her again. How long have I not met. Long as a year after the birth, I no longer see her. How many times must I cry when I think of her. How many times do I have to sit and look at her, trying to figure out if she's still with me. I know this is not her anymore. My love to keep her, it never fades away. It remains in the depths of my mind forever. R IP. # Elder brother, a good cap.
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