Here comes the rain again, falling from the stars.

想起你茫然于, 漆黑夜半
在这晚星月迷濛
盼再看到你脸容
在这晚思念无穷
心中感觉似没法操纵
想终有日我面对你
交底我内里情浓

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For all sad words of tongue and pen,
the saddest are these,
'it might have been'.

- John Greenleaf Whittier