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Aug 2014
Back then when the skies were blue
AndΒ Β people were warmer and friendlier.
Love was true and I  was sweet.
I was sweet sweet summer and some ****** heat.
I remember the 90s and how life was great
everything then seemed a piece of cake.

But the world grew colder and more more cold,
This was a story that should've never been told
Written by
Elizabeth Bleu
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