I remember you.
I remember sunshine on my shoe.
I remember the mustard tasted like glue.
Do you remember that old dogwood tree?
Do you remember the scraped knee?
Do you remember me?
Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 9:03 AM UTC
I remember you.
I remember sunshine on my shoe.
I remember the mustard tasted like glue.
Do you remember that old dogwood tree?
Do you remember the scraped knee?
Do you remember me?
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