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Take me back to the oddity years.

Sweet reunion with airs not too near.

Returning to things that are pas.

Memories calling, welcome home at last.

Going back to what we were again.

Lives of past glory, scenes of fallen rains.

Reminiscing of things that never leave.

Relieving impulses we may never please.

The little sounds of love and laughter.

Here returning at the dawn of after.