i miss the time i ran to class
i miss the time when i escaped my english so bored class using back door
i miss the time went to shopping mall while co- curriculum was held
i miss sleeping on my hostel bed
i miss stay back in the so cold library
i miss all the roads, corridors, class, parks, that i walked through during that 'no turning back time'
i miss the time searching love
i miss all the good and bad deeds i had done
i miss my student life...
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