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Do you remember when you were a child,

your father took you by the hand,

and smiled,

then took you by train, your first travel,

a long way and yet,

just the suburbs of your town, a dazzle.

Do you remember your first day of school?

Your sister took you by the hand,

With your sunday dress, white nylon

And bow on your head.

Do you remember your first doll?

Your mother took you by the hand

and kept her promise , above all

a long awaited gift,

when you were ten.

Do you remember…

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