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Memory
Thoughts that confront you Things from your past Your’s are many, while mine are few Time has gone much too fast You remember your first kiss Your first fight The touch that filled your heart like this They creep upon you late at night You are lucky to live In the days gone by Because my memories are gone And I don’t know why
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