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Memories of ourselves
The things that made me laugh
Are so many
The reasons i grinned
To the furthest part of my ears
Are the same reasons
I cried and cried
The distance between love and hate
The line between the haves and have nots
The space between joy and pain
Cannot be seen through reading glasses
When i laughed
I cried too
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