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Too many memories Golden sunlight streaming Trees, red and orange haze The way we laughed together Stop remembering No more memories Not from your room Not spending hours talking Not understanding, respect and no love Especially not love Not now, not ever Not ours
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Nov 23, 2012
Nov 23, 2012 at 5:41 PM UTC
Memory
Too many memories Golden sunlight streaming Trees, red and orange haze The way we laughed together Stop remembering No more memories Not from your room Not spending hours talking Not understanding, respect and no love Especially not love Not now, not ever Not ours
sankhya-amaravadi
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Nov 23, 2012
Nov 23, 2012 at 5:41 PM UTC
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