My Choice Naga Uta
Sitting here,I dream
Those Summer days of my youth,
Life was slower then -
Holidays,so full of sun
Time, just drifted by,
Daylight lasting,oh so long -
Days stretched into weeks
Carefree as we ventured forth
Growing up,was simpler then.
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