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65,000 miles later

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Thinking back on summer weekends,
hanging out no need for reasons.
I recall Spot Drive-in meetings, 3 a.m. and still we're eating.
I make this promise and I'll keep it, never will my friends I forfeit.
To all the ones who feel forgotten,
keep holding on to these words just said.
I understand and I don't blame you,
I've been gone and you've been gone too.
Different place, so many places,
growing up just seems to've changed things.
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