Some we lose ourselves in what bad and sad, and forget the good times.


1. Home

I Left the place i once called home

For what was the unknown

The scarpbook of my past spread out before my eyes

Then i could see

Like a star rising from the East

That  what my home left inside of me

Were my memorys

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