I remember climbing to the roof with you, 
your hands helping me up, 
I remember the chats we had
the thoughts that we'd always think up, 
I remember your sweet whisper, 
and the secrets that traveled through it, 
I remember the forever lost lovers 
that would never make it through it                
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