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I can remember
I can vaguely remember the sweet smell of the Carolina mountian air.
I can remember the sound of the blue jays singing in the trees.
And the childrens kites blowing in the breeze.
I can remember red mud pies baking in the sun,
And trying to get my mother to buy them when they were done.
I can remember wading in the creek,
And long games of hide and seek.
The bright colors of the trees in the fall,
And late night games of baseball.
I can remember the sun shining on a warm summer day.
Memories like this can take anyone's blues away.
