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ENDLESS SUMMER
This is the endless summer of our youth
a time of music and of fun.
A time of blue skies and cold beer
in pubs in the country.
The sky is always free of clouds
and we fall in love, so heart achingly, to last forever.
Special times, trips to the coast.
It is a time for you and me.
Our friends are always there for us
when we see music festi...
Friday 15th November 2013 6:53 pm
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