It's time to say goodbye to the times of yesterday. We'll all grow older and the memories soon will fade away. As the years do pass the smiles soon will leave. We'll look back upon the days of youth and miss and cry and greive. We'll notice all the happiness that we once did have, and wish we could go back in time and live it out again. 'The good old days' is what we'll say as we look and bid farewell. Put our childhood in the past but hope the memories always last.
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