Nostalgia

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Longing for the past

Living in the present

Changes comes at a cost

The days when the rain beat like bullets

And there is no sound

But the swish of water in gullies

Tree struggling in high wind

Leaves fade off to the ground

I am feeling guilty

To be longing for the past

The mesmerizing days

Exuberant young people playing carelessly

Chortie that fly high in the sky

While here it has become a luxury

To spent time watching the rain

Gazing at the evening rays

Collecting dew drops

Or enjoying the fragrance of flowers

There seems to left just memory

The endless film

That air on one’s mind

Conceal in one’s soul

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