Can you remember
when we were young
when when we used to have so much fun
in the fields in the trees
i can still feel the breeze
sometimes when i'm on out on a walk
i think of the times
when we used to talk
about our life and our friends
how be both feel
now that i'm grown
i'm not sure what is real
not yet but very soon
i think i'm going to forget those sweet... memories.

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