I remember the echoes of my younger days
And I miss those golden moments lost in time,
That may never be revisited or come again
I recall the sunny days and playing in the rain,
I can hear the childish laughter as we played
All of these memories will one day be washed away,
So we must appreciate them now every day
Before the darkness comes and we fade to grey.
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