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Nostalgia (KHEN)Here every Tuesday morning playing music from somebody's past. If it's really old stuff, you know it's meant to last. Ballads about old cars, days, and friends. Recalling old times and places. Sometimes you remember where you were, sometimes fortune erases. Nostalgia we never forget even though the memory's barely true, Words and music recalling faces, some we never really knew. Memories clouded by desire become facts that never were.
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