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Imported from Monody.mid Summer in the hills - those hazy days I do remember. We were running still, had the whole world at our feet. Watching seasons change - our roads were lined with adventure. Mountains in the way couldn't keep us from the sea! Here we stand, open arms! This is home where we are, Ever strong in the world that we made... I still hear you in the breeze, see your shadows in the trees: Holding on, memories never change.