"There is no never-ending feast."
Brick cannot fight for the resistance of erosion;
window cannot stop the sunset from the sky.
We eat together, we play together, we laugh together.
Journal is too small to carry all these moments,
I am too old to remember all these details.
Will the moon come out tonight?
Will the sun come out tomorrow?
If time can be borrowed, I will never return.
Mask can cover my face, but I am afraid my tear will melt it down.
Too many times I have said; every time can be the last time, the last time I see you.
I wish I will never have to say goodbye, as I am afraid you will have nothing to say in another decade.
---To the friends I love---
Brick cannot fight for the resistance of erosion;
window cannot stop the sunset from the sky.
We eat together, we play together, we laugh together.
Journal is too small to carry all these moments,
I am too old to remember all these details.
Will the moon come out tonight?
Will the sun come out tomorrow?
If time can be borrowed, I will never return.
Mask can cover my face, but I am afraid my tear will melt it down.
Too many times I have said; every time can be the last time, the last time I see you.
I wish I will never have to say goodbye, as I am afraid you will have nothing to say in another decade.
---To the friends I love---
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