I remember when the moon and the stars
Used to follow me along with my car
I remember when boredom falls
I grab a pen and draw on the walls
I used to gaze at the clouds up above
Seeing shapes and sizes, even foods that I love
Then I used to go on a piggy back ride
With my father who used to be by my side
I'm used to hear the piano pieces of my sister
Now, she left to get married and now I miss her
I loved my mom's cooking, cause she was a chef
And one day, she just mysteriously left
And now I'm down, alone and depressed
I just remember the days that were the best👧
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