It showed me a sad look yesterday, and I knew that its time was coming. It did wave me goodbye in its language that I would never understand in my life. I saw its weak movement, passive complexion. This kind of situation has reminded me of A.Samad Said, in his poem The Dead Crow. I have no idea of why it left me, what I wish now is that it can rest well in its world. It is not a long time, but you leave me with sweet memories...
Forever in our hearts,
The Late Fishy
A person who will always remember you,
yellowhen
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