For in vision, we convey; and the stories we recount, sentimental is the gentle echoes, that we all should listen to...
In the corners of our mind,
where the memories reside,
we can hear the inner voice echo,
feel the sentimental inside.
every thought we connect,
every word we articulate,
in the essence of our story,
it’s the value that we share;
Sentimental, sentimental,
wrapped in nostalgia’s embrace,
wave up in the information deep oceans,
Holding on to fleeting moments,
time can’t erase.
In the river of the past,
where our thoughts flow over;
Sentimental, through understanding,
and through emotional translucence.
From the initiative we take,
to the deeper thoughts we share;
every inspiration, every tear,
it all led us to feel sentimental;
In the songs that we once sang,
in the stories that we told,
There’s a touch moment;
an influence that never fade over.
In the whispers of our guts feeling,
where our energy spikes up,
Sentimental, Sentimental,
through thoughts click,
and through the data overflow,
we try to bridge gaps,
create enchantment of all sorts.
Though the seasons keep on changing,
people come and go, hill up and down,
we’ll cherish special sentiments,
in the light of nature charm;
With each transformative change,
we witnessed, experienced,
that was reminded of our time,
In the tapestry of the story,
understanding and being misunderstood is -
the global rhyme.
So here’s to all the memories,
the sentiment that we have been felt,
In the garden of the seeds we sowed,
versatility is the theme;
for in vision, we convey;
and the stories we recount,
sentimental is the gentle echoes,
that we all should listen to...
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