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Memories
Those were the days, I sit back in my chair,
Looking out the window, lost in the air.
Thinking about all the memories that have gone,
The laughter, the joy, like a sweet, gentle song.
There were good days and ever bad...
Looking out the window, lost in the air.
Thinking about all the memories that have gone,
The laughter, the joy, like a sweet, gentle song.
There were good days and ever bad...
