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Walking down the memory lane, I remember my good old days, When I would never go to sleep in the afternoon And my mother would scare me To take a nap. Down the memory lane, I go, Relishing and living each moment, When I would wake my parents at 3 in the morning, And tell them that I was hungry! Poor mum and dad. Remembering these little things, Make me laugh at myself, When I used to think that Mount. Everest was in America And my sister would think that I was insane. Life is all about memories, And the moments that you make, So make life worth living And don't forget to take A trip down the memory lane.
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Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 7:44 AM UTC
MEMORIES...
Walking down the memory lane, I remember my good old days, When I would never go to sleep in the afternoon And my mother would scare me To take a nap. Down the memory lane, I go, Relishing and living each moment, When I would wake my parents at 3 in the morning, And tell them that I was hungry! Poor mum and dad. Remembering these little things, Make me laugh at myself, When I used to think that Mount. Everest was in America And my sister would think that I was insane. Life is all about memories, And the moments that you make, So make life worth living And don't forget to take A trip down the memory lane.
Don't forget to press the "PAUSE" button in life.
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Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 7:44 AM UTC
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