For Every Start, There's A Finish..
For Every Beginning, There's An Ending..
For Every Outdated, There's The Updated..
For Every Old, There's The New..
For Every Lost, There's Always A Replacement..
For Every Death, There's Birth..

It Hit Me Hard On The Head.
Now I Realised Things Did Move On Even If The Main Players Have Left. You Kept It Going. Kudos To You.
Guess Those Who Left, You've Found Their Replacements. Guess
Its Right To Say.. Those Who Left Are Forgotten. Like Sand Being Blown By The Wind.. Never To Be Seen Again. I Wonder, Did We Even Leave A Mark For You To Remember Us.. Are We In Your Memory?
You're Now In Your Own World And Us In Our Own..

One Thing's For Sure, It Will Never Be Like It Was In The Old Days.

- CePiE -