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Continue reading →: LyricsIt was the first place I made memories. I laughed and loved and cried there before we moved away. Every time I cross over train tracks, I think of this place from my past.

It was the first place I made memories. I laughed and loved and cried there before we moved away. Every time I cross over train tracks, I think of this place from my past.
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