The aroma of dried noodles lingers in As the second bell rings Like the thunder rushing inside And the calming sea, Calming my heart. The melody that echoes 'My heart will go on.' Escorting old anamnesis, back home. When the little heart was guiltless And full of love. The hour that elapsed now unfolded only In the memory bank Of sweet sweet love That once elapsed Into the trees,the pages of the old comic book I once traced, the cartoons that once held the key to the heart. Beautiful moments which were forgotten were now begotten Like the summer breeze you came Warming my soul with the existence Of my old love I thought I lost.
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