Seasons

Friends will come, and friends will go
They’ll leave you high, and they’ll leave you low
Some will change, some they won’t
They might have grip, or may fall loose
For the memories, cherish them all
For bad times, don’t stay crumbled up
Memories stay strong, you might still recall
Some feeling were fake, while some were love
Growing will do good, change may not
If you’re holding back, it’s time to move on

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