Like we've been grew up with them.
Share some chilling stories, or maybe the happy one.
Or maybe just talking something mess?
But, then, there's a time that we must walk into our own new life.
Cause, life like a round.
We can't judge which is the beginning part or the end part.
But we still keep round around them, keep finding, keep searching.
Sometimes, we arrive on the up part, but then we must stand on the bottom part.
Gonna miss you, sister and brother.
Big aunt and big uncle.
Gonna miss our open fasting time.
There'll be a different without your come.
Hope, distances won't apart and fade our last relationship.
We still a family, now, or tomorrow.
Wish you safe all times.
Best regard from me.
Adios.
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