Sometimes, we don’t read the past to feel regret
It’s kind of refreshing back the great things already happen
It’s not the matter to turning back the time or redeem all
that wrong,
Not either to pursue stand highly , or walk much independency,
Just to remind,
It’s my past, already past.
I’m never even try to varnish that from my memory till last
Bad or sad, happy or clumsy, messy or mercy
Just that memory
Build me up here now,
Guess what, I’m now do much better than the last time I did,
Whether in life, family, friend or myself
Not because I’m now have a high education or powerful, but
I’m just keep looking my past.
No regret, no upset
I have all that memory with me,
that tied mighty..
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