It was not a very good year

When I was seventeen. It was a very good year. It was a very good year for small town boys and soft summer nights. Who would hide in the light. On the village green, when I was seventeen. -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- Now what could this mean? I don't really know either but it has meaning to the story most likely. Reminder I don't want you to copy this, IDK why you would want to though LMAO.