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Mar 2010
Don’t you wish you were a kid again?
To go back and be happy and carefree,
Feeling the wind, each time feeling newborn.
Time moved so much slower then.

I wish I could go back,
And be different than I was,
Live life to the fullest,
And bring no one woe.

But those days are gone now,
Those summer days where I would stay up way too late,
Playing in the street.
They are gone for me.

Those cool winter afternoons,
Where playing basketball at noon,
Meant a cold sweat,
And the feel of life.

Back then it didn’t matter,
It all was a game,
Winners and Losers all,
Just for one day.

No one really felt pain,
Desensitized though we were,
And life felt so long and hopeful,
Love was so far away.

Send me back to my childhood,
If just for one more day.
I just want to smile,
I want to say.
I’m happy.
- From Birds Flying Into The Eclipse Of Mars
John Ashton Upston
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