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Remember when

Remember when the days seemed to go on forever, the smell of watermelon grass and endless summer nights...the music you felt inside your heart, that fist kiss that left you feeling airy and light? How i long for that rush of innocent bliss...a walk hand in hand or an innocent kiss, the naivity that came with our unassuming youth..just being happy in what we thought was actually the truth. Summer nights lasted a decade, which was never enough...fall swooped in like a bird of prey overlooking its bluff...then the air it turned crisp, and the nights they grew long and with each passing year we'd look back on that song...with a smile on our face or a memory so clear if only we could drift back to that sweet summer year!

◄ Reflection with Hope

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