Carefree days,
When you used to visit.
We would walk,
Stop by cafes for a drink,
Talk about
The years to come.
Seems so long ago.
Maybe like a dream.
They were innocent,
Beautiful days.
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Carefree days,
When you used to visit.
We would walk,
Stop by cafes for a drink,
Talk about
The years to come.
Seems so long ago.
Maybe like a dream.
They were innocent,
Beautiful days.