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Precious Moments
PRECIOUS MOMENTS
Clip clop, our shoes go on the cobblestones
As we walk on, daddy and I
Our usual thing
The sun smiling
And us squinting
Talking and laughing
And sometimes advising
Getting a tan
The two bodies are fountains
Spurting out waterfalls of thoughts
And feelings too
We make a pact, daddy and I
Walk buddies forever
And so it was
Until it wasn’t.
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