When we were kids, we handpainted strawberries on a swing Every moment was so precious, then I'm still kicking, I'm daydreaming on a strawberry swing The entire Earth is fighting, all the world is at its end Just in case, an atom bomb, comes falling on my lawn I should say and you should hear I've loved I've loved the good times here, I've loved our good times here by polly_is_me
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