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Whenever I see my friend It is mid July in Korean airport And I am Standing inside of airport Waiting for airplane Friends are waving with Happy smile But that’s not my story My story is me Who cried for leaving Korea And make friends cry And left with Sad emotion
Memory Poem
Last day of Korea
By Gun Hui
