I remember you
and the times that we had
the things we shared
and how we cared
it was long ago
forever it seems
when we would go about
chasing our dreams
there were times that were sad
and I would rather not remember
but there were great times too
from January to December
As the old memories fade
and become obscure
new experiences we have
that will surely endure
time can be cruel
and time can be mean
but I will cherish
you in my dreams.
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