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Summer light
It moves along
The shadows of the sun
The whirring echo of the wind
Yesterday was gone
The mapping journey
Every one got a piece
In the pocket or in the mind
When age has caught up
The remembering moment sparkles
The days of summer
When youth were wild
In the world of now
The journey will take a while
The meandering hiccups catching the forgotten ones
Put marks the society will forget
Summer light
Age may have gone
The memories keep the pages
Somehow it's good to touch forgotten base
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