You remember it your way and I'll remember it mine. — Jon Chopan, Pulled from the River
You remember it your way and I'll remember it mine. — Jon Chopan, Pulled from the River
You remember it your way and I'll remember it mine. — Jon Chopan, Pulled from the River
You remember it your way and I'll remember it mine. — Jon Chopan, Pulled from the River
You remember it your way and I'll remember it mine. — Jon Chopan, Pulled from the River
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You remember it your way and I'll remember it mine.

— Jon Chopan, Pulled from the River
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