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Chasing Something

Those were the days

Do you recall,

When we were young

And dad's were tall.

The sunny days

Would come and go,

Now looking back

I miss them so.

The years they flew

So fast it seems,

We stretched our arms

To catch our dreams.

Now here I stand

And wonder why,

I chased a dream

That made me cry.

Yet still I know

That such is fate,

Don't end the show

It's not too late.

There still is time

For one more dream,

An open door

A loving theme.

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