All these funny things I recall
Little memories, I think of them all
It may not make sense to anyone else
But it's what comes with a while to myself
Like when you said you remembered
The post from the twenty-third of September
Just a little passing comment about poems
How I wrote it one day, and then later I would post
And you remembered it
I think I stared at you for a bit
Like, "He can't be serious at all,"
Yeah, it's funny the things I recall
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