Not afraid of hurt.
Not afraid of bruises.
Not afraid of tears.
Not afraid of separation.
Whatever it is.
Whenever I look back.
They put a smile on my face.
Or even though there might be tears as well.
It is really what I get.
It's warm.
It's memory.
It's my past.
It makes who I am today.
I choose to believe.
I choose to love you.
A much as I could.
A long as I could.
No regret.
It's only 3 minutes.
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