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The pages of my old book,
Hold my memories of yesterday,
Every smile, every tear,
Every person who came my way...
And the ones that are blank,
Hold the memories of the morrow,
Then there are...
The pages of my old book,
Hold my memories of yesterday,
Every smile, every tear,
Every person who came my way...
And the ones that are blank,
Hold the memories of the morrow,
Then there are...
