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May 2018
Those were the days
When we used to dance, whenever we felt like dancing
When we used to cry, whenever we felt like crying
When a cent or two for a candy could buy us all the happiness in the world
When we did not know the most despicable art of adding 2's and 2's
When wounds of our hearts used to heal faster than those on our skins
When our tears used to shed on our faces instead of our hearts

And then "we grew up"

Which was and will always be the most terrible incident of our lives.
Written by
Fayeem I Bercha
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