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Memory Lane

Come with me, let's remember the days when life was easy and free, let's turn back the pages of time and be young once again. Can you hear the song playing, do you hear its haunting strain? do you recall the traces of the music coming down memory lane? My life is so empty, I need to escape, those happy days are dead and gone, they will never come back again, so here I just pretend. Can you hear the song playing, do you hear its haunting strain? do you recall the traces of the music coming down memory lane? Yes, it floats down memory lane.

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