As my lil angels put on their wings to return to their land,
The atmosphere gets dim at my home end.
As my eyes dodge the various headlights,
Its hard to believe, there would be frm tomm no echoes of their sound and hardly any sight.
Juz a small bye I bid thm fr nw,
Wid a promise to see thm soon anyhow.
Gonna miss the charyapa,
As we stayed awake long nites..
Hysterically laughing at thngs..
And made our world rock & swing.
**Bon Voyage lil Angels**
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