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I remember the soccer fields and basketball courts filled with the sound of joy
I remember the friends hanging outside talking and sharing about the their memories
How can I change it, I miss all of it
I miss all of it…
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Once we had to claim over the field
Now I hear nothing but sound that parched grasses make
Why do we rely on it.. where are our memories and moments
I want to go back.. I want to change it
I hope it’s not late
I miss all of it
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