Precious moments of my youth,
The moment I lost my last baby tooth.
My first crush, my first love,
The first time I wondered and looked above.
My first friends, our many adventures,
I'll always remember them,
Even in times of wearing dentures.
My first kiss,
The first girl I dared to miss.
My first teachers,
My first preachers.
The time I had my first fight,
The many times I stayed awake at night.
Precious memories that will forever remain,
They flow throughout my mind and body,
They flow like blood through my veins.
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