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Spring is here, Bringing memories so dear, Deep within my heart, I think of the days, We used to smoke, And watch The squirrels at the park, I cocked my hip, As you took a pic, Standing from behind, I'll suffer through the days without you, For it's only a limit of time.
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May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 4:07 PM UTC
Numbered Days
Spring is here, Bringing memories so dear, Deep within my heart, I think of the days, We used to smoke, And watch The squirrels at the park, I cocked my hip, As you took a pic, Standing from behind, I'll suffer through the days without you, For it's only a limit of time.
jonnyboy
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May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 4:07 PM UTC
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