The spring we were ten

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Recess was cloud nine
We’d sit under the shade of our favorite oak tree
Sharing secrets with hushed tones
Laughing for no reason
Absolutely no care in the world

Boys weren’t priorities
Lizzie McGuire was our guilty pleasure
We watched it religiously
We’d dance to your spice girl CD
Singing along to every word we knew
Never a dull moment in each other’s company

Friendship necklaces were exchanged
Best friends for life we promised
How simple things were then
Life was charming.





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