The water runs
Rain continues to fall, and we didn't stop running
People change, many for the better, while some not
Friends and classmates we used to be
Now no more
Some of them seek for job, while many back to school
And a handful training hard to be the nation's men
Once a while, we meet up for a film or dinner
Many other times, we forget about the rest
To focus on our own studies or career
Not forgetting many little couples who came together
Side by side, they stood on and saw a future
I realised that I miss them
Maybe they will never know
While they stroll hand-in-hand in the mid autumn breeze
I folded my arms
And pondered so
Where is my destination
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