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Yesterdays, yesterdays. Days I knew as happy sweet. Sequestered days. Olden days, golden days. Days of mad romance and love. Then gay youth was mine. Truth was mine.
Yesterdays. Yesterdays. Days I knew as happy sweet. Sequestered days. Olden days. Golden days. Days of mad romance and love. Then gay youth was mine. And truth was mine.
Yesterdays. Yesterdays. Days I knew as happy sweet. Sequestered days. Olden days. Golden days. Days of mad romance and love. Then gay youth was mine. And truth was mine.