February 21, 2009
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Today I sit and think
About the fun we used to have
In the sun we'd sit and talk
And sleep upon the grass

We'd laugh and watch
as clouds passed by
Making dreams and memories
In the long hot summers

Now the summers gone away
I sit and think
All by my self
Under a cloudy sky

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