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Jul 2015
You
In that long sleeved red shirt
And black shorts
Caught my eye
I remember that day
You were a stranger
With your friends
You were behind us
At the line
You repeated the ride like us
About a thousand times
I stole a glance
But that was it
I kept seeing you
For the rest of the day
I know we'll never meet again
But I'll still meet you in that memory
Remembering it
Paramount Pawn
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Paramount Pawn
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