An ode to days long gone
Those golden summer days
And those nights under the stars
Those memories fade
They glisten in the ether
Of my conscious reality.
I often recall them
These blissful times they seemed like dreams
And now and then when lonely
And feel the lonely chill
I think fondly of these days of old
And they keep me warm still.
fauxcroft 
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