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The Beads of Youth
A year has passed since then, yet it remains,
The bracelet you gave, the heart retains.
In the passage of time, our childhood's grace.
Playing freely, a vibrant and carefree chase.

I miss those days, how they fly,
When laughter and joy painted the sky.
As evening falls, I hold the bracelet near,
Its blue and white beads, memories so dear.

They remind me of you, of simpler days,
Of innocence and wonder in our playful ways.
I yearn for the chance to relive the past,
To embrace the carefree moments that do not last.

This evening...