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The lady, walks by....hums,
Like a bird in the sky
To cope with the past
She does what feels best
What remains in the end
What we leave behind
Now what really counts
Her indelible smile
How come it be
So conscious of me
When shadows dissapear
The truth ain't near
What remains in the end
What we leave behind
Now what really counts
Her indelible smile
Trying to move on
What comes, goes along
Why not peek behind
To see what was fine
What remains in the end
What we leave behind
Now what really counts
Her indelible smile