Whispers of Joyful Days Gone By

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The sunlight danced upon our skin,
As laughter echoed through the air,
We chased the moments, pure and thin,
With hearts so light, without a care.

The meadow sang with life and glee,
We wove our dreams in golden threads,
Beneath the ancient, whispering tree,
Where time and joy together bled.

Our footprints marked the sandy shore,
With each step, memories unfurled,
We gathered seashells, treasures more,
In that small, enchanting world.

Though years have passed, the feeling stays,
A warmth that time cannot erase,
In quiet thoughts and dreamy haze,
Happy memories still embrace.

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