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The days I remember


Sipping on Kool-Aid Baking in the hot sun Sweet smell of summer The feeling of the breeze The wind in my face Cools down the fire These are the days I remember The days when I could go out And know summer feels No cold no chill Just me and my blackened skin Catching a sun tan every step I take Back burning from the blaze Back in the house I feel the cool AC Tired as ever Going to sleep The very next day I repeat the same thing These are the days I remember The days when I was a kid Today is different The day is new
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