Sleeping is forgetting and forgetting is peace.
Morning not only forgives, it forgets.
Sometimes we focus on the lyrics too much and forget to dance to the music.
We forget old stories, but those stories remain the same.
Hanya melupakannya? Apakah itu mudah?
I pour blood on my naiveté, your apathy, and your betrayal tonight.
Memories are never as true as the things one forgets.
They had learned nothing and forgotten nothing.
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