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May 2016
on all our memories,
on the good times,
and with it,
that bad too.

Press play,
and let's remember the feelings you gave me,
those bubbly,
school girl idea's of love.

Press play,
and remember what you said to me,
the promises,
the words i believed.

Press play,
and forget about the present,
look into the past,
let's live in the past.
summer
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summer  16/F
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