lost and then found
When we were younger
This is my sunshine.
This is your Fall.
We can be full of.
The troubles in love.
This is the starlight.
The gleam in thoughs eyes.
We can be full of hate.
We can Rage for angers touch.
For there is break up.
Then we makeup in kind.
This is a glass of wine.
The drunk lovers cry.
For when we were younger.
The drink filled the day.
We would stay on the beaches.
Or rivers would play.
The boat was a thing that
Had hidden things there.
They could look for hours
and it was right there.
The highly contagious
Drinks that we made.Then smoke cigarettes
And wake to the Best.
Stayed cool in the summer
Our loved had some tests.
But I never forget you
My senses were blessed.
This is your Fall.
We can be full of.
The troubles in love.
This is the starlight.
The gleam in thoughs eyes.
We can be full of hate.
We can Rage for angers touch.
For there is break up.
Then we makeup in kind.
This is a glass of wine.
The drunk lovers cry.
For when we were younger.
The drink filled the day.
We would stay on the beaches.
Or rivers would play.
The boat was a thing that
Had hidden things there.
They could look for hours
and it was right there.
The highly contagious
Drinks that we made.Then smoke cigarettes
And wake to the Best.
Stayed cool in the summer
Our loved had some tests.
But I never forget you
My senses were blessed.
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When we were younger
When we were younger
