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Echos of Lost Paradise
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by [Anyo ]

2024-06-15  |     | 

I cannot remember who I was back then,
But in this very moment, I want to be that guy again.
I did not know that life is hard in many ways,
I did not know that life can trap me like a maze.

I remember the feeling of freedom when I was flying high,
I remember the sensation of peace when I was touching the sky.
I remember the love that surrounded me like a warm embrace,
I remember the happiness that filled my heart in that special place.

There are many times when I miss it, being there,
'Cause living in this place is much harder, to be fair.
I wish I could remember who I used to be,
And I hope that he still lives somewhere inside of me.

But as long as I'm still here, I guess I need to live
And give advice to people whenever I can give.
It's better to live good and die with no regrets
Than live a bad guy's life and die with haunting threats.

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