During The days Of Youth

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Dancing under the light of moonlit stars.

Singing out of tune, voice in harmony.

Everything stuffed in the boots of cars.

The young night writing our destiny.

Let’s not bask in our tears and our sorrow,

So let’s party like there’s no tomorrow!

 -Fee

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