Listening to a Memory

I was trying to write a blog post.

Instead, I found myself listening to a memory.

I’ve always been sure how it goes.

It’s sad and it’s sweet and I knew it complete when I wore a young girl’s capezios.

La la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum


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