Two-Oh-One-Three
Two-Oh-One-Three
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When we were eleven , we played catch at the yard; You said your Daddy had it specially manicured for us. When we were twelve, we danced to rock bands. Then we were thirteen, you asked me out; And I blushed that whole dinner date. Because then, and now, we give stars silly names. And here, somehow, our love has no frame. And even though we've become a tad bit older; Our love still remains. I'm seventeen, you're two years older Your future's calling: mine's just as loud. I want to say our love won't smoulder; But raging fire to ash is the way of this world. Remember: when we were fourteen, you kissed me first; And I just sat there and let you. Because then, and now, we give everybody nicknames And here, always, our love has no frame And even though we're a tad bit wiser; Our love still remains. I'm twenty four, I got a law degree; You're an up and coming engineer- and, it seems to me- The future isn't ours, it's for th
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