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Here and now I lie in grim nostalgia reminiscent of time spent with old friends call them Tragic, now, for their tragic ends   If only I could be with them tonight To have them back, revel in love now lost
As I sit alone on the brink of death My mind wanders to a gentler time. A time when the wind didn't bite And sun it set- never died. I remember the first kisses, the many, many kisses
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