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Sep 2014
Riding in my car
one sunny day
we sang along to the music
that the radio played

You always sang
I usually listened
but I didn't care anymore
that day was different

We looked out the windows
and casually to each other
always making me wonder
if were just friends or lovers

But the ride to your house
never took to long
I always tried to stall
just to hear you sing one more song
One of my favorite memories.
Megan Wilcox
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