365 Days
As 365 days pass,
I still look at the same moon glistening over the same ocean
I still hear your soft laughs in my head,
I can still see some of our broken faded memories,
As I keep coming back I keep remembering,
All those restless nights and happy days,
I would die just for those 365 days.
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