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I remember the warmth on my back from the summer sun
I remember swimming in the creek with water so cold your heart leaped from your chest
I remember fishing and the excitement when your bobber sunk
And how good it felt to let the fish swim to freedom
I remember playing with family on days that had no end
I remember night games with the entire neighborhood
I remember no locked doors on friends' houses as "my house is your house"
Even though I am older now and the days are shorter
I remember the laughter and joy of carefree days.
But my favorite memory's yet to come.
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