The old list of birthdays fades away in my memory, and I mark new dates to celebrate.
People in life change: the new come, the old disappear.
There are certain marks that we all leave behind on each other hearts, some are beautiful and others - hurtful.
As the time erases faces and dates may we leave more beautiful marks and those that hurt be less.
People in life change: the new come, the old disappear.
There are certain marks that we all leave behind on each other hearts, some are beautiful and others - hurtful.
As the time erases faces and dates may we leave more beautiful marks and those that hurt be less.
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