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The rhythm of heartbeats with the tip-tap sound of rain on my roof, freezing heart holding a lot to say but finding no words to describe. So, I kept it within me... Time heals everything; where's mine? Day by day, it got stuck, heavier deep down... And it left me all quiet... I feel sorrow for my heart for making it suffer all the way... I want it to return, but I want to hold it just like it's you... So, I kept it as a memory...