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Memories


Memories when I think of memories I think or nana when I think of memories I sense fresh homemade tortillas when nana would throw party's just to see everyone And everyone would come just to party When the guys would be in the corner playing dominos and drinking cervesas Memories When I think of memories I think of nana I think of her on the couch with her curlers When she would give gifts just because Memories When I think of memories I think of the at she left me The day she left me to be with her loved ones Memories Oh how good we're those memories
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