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Treading on the fallen petals to you I come With a secret in my mind And that is of an expectation of tomorrow.

It's not like that you disappeared.
You're still here though...
It's not like that you ran away.
Nobody chase you though...
And I'm still standing. Right there
Where the first time we met ...
You're here too,
Although I can't see you
You're still here!
Although, you are silent.
But the magic of memories fills the angles
Your joyful laughter.
Come back!
Back and You fill them by oneself.