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Fifty years from now,
We are sitting on our racking chair
Our hair are grey and white
We had lost our vision and hearing.

We could be happy staying in the fields
Reminiscing the old days of our life
The friendship and the laughter we had,
The mistakes we could have avoided.

But deep inside our heart
One thing will always remain unforgettable
That is, one day in our life
Our souls bring us together to spice up one's life...
Posted: 2005-08-06 17:34:06 UTC

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