Days of Yesteryear
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I posted this earlier but erased it along with another by accident.
We would find a spot in our town
Any place we could just hang out
A nook we had to gladly get down
Retreating there and turning out
We tried to do something as dumb
As blame thoughts of being young
To think an end would never come
No stone unturned or song unsung
Copyright © ... Gigno | Year Posted 2013
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