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A lost love is still love..

I may not be able to be there for you when you feel happy or even sad..

But, when one sense weaken, another heightens.. and, that is Memory..

Memory soon became my only partner..

I learnt how to nurture it, treasure it.. and hold it..

And, for that, i am glad that memories will never forsake me..

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