Memories
There was a time when
the trees breathed without a care.
A time where the birds chripped their song.
A time where the stars shined so bright.
A time where I stayed out at night.
In that time, I Iived for that adventous and daring moment.
Those were the times I loved the most.
The times I will never forget.
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