Content is infinity

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By George Chow

Where is the toy i remember to play. What if my road pave with regret. Will you bring it back from dead. Would you make it live to know my past. How I was challenged to fullfill my emptiness. How I was missed of her imagine youth. How I was there to making the same. How I was content by you and gone infinity to have you back.

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