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  • Childhood.
    What a wonderful era of life that is;
    So innocent, playful, happy.
    Full of wonder of the unknown.
    Full of curiosity of the thing we no longer desire.

    Childhood.
    When anything was possible,
    When planes could fly in the depths of space,
    When crayons could create a universe,
    When life itself was so surreal.

    Childhood.
    O how I want to go back,
    To the time of no hassles and no adversity,
    To the time of flavorful candy and joyful playgrounds,
    To the time of never-ending fun with anyone and everyone.

    Childhood. Please come back.
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