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Little brother, these days are ours to share
There're no cares to care, no enemies to beware
Just dares and ice cream and little dog tails
There're trees to climb before mom calls, before light fails
There're girls to hide from and spy on and pulling pony tails
Little brother, these days are licorice and sweet
And though we don't know it now
These are days we will long to repeat
(c) glen goffin 2009
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Peace and joy,
Glen
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