we set sail moving slow..
Tides of time rise and fall
Parting ways before we go..
A gift for u pretty red..
Abrus seeds of memories bled..
A litl box wrapped with love
Sealed with prayers and a ribbon above..
In memories of our childhd days
Before we go our own ways..
And ur smiles my prayers guard from pain
Till the day wen we shal meet again...
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