life moved on by too fast,
my yesterdays were just mere instances
soon enough i'll be on a new journey,
around new people,
maybe still feeling a little hollow.
nostalgia will keep on haunting me,
taunting me,
but all i can ever do is remember
and move forward.
i'll never stop missing my younger years,
but i don't have the liberty
of choosing to be young forever.
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