Youth of Ours
- Adriana Karim
- Dec 16, 2019
- 1 min read
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We played in the sun,
We made our kits fly,
We had fun,
But it was just a lie
Nonsense you say,
Your uncanniness ,
Will for surely pay,
For our lost sweet memories
It hurts me bad,
To see you forget,
The memories we had,
That we all had share,
It was meant for us,
To keep what we bear.
a.k.
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