The Oldest Wine
Once the time fly
We wish it will again come by
What we had was a thought of lie
And a life of a may-fly
Doesnot matter how hard we try
The time of togetherness had already kissed us good bye
What we can think of is the question why
Why exactlly I was such a shy
Why couldnot I saw this pass by
Why didnot I gave them a high five
Why that and why so and lots of why
Now we are left with no time
And I had to make this prime
No matter how high I will climb
Will make sure to look back and
Tell you that hey there, I am doing fine
Appreciate each one of you while reminding that the best is always the oldest wineтЩея╕П
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