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Dec 2012
Itd be nice
To be a kid again
to not have to worry about anything
to have all the simpleness back
The inncoence
I miss being a ki
running on the playground
swinging on the swings
playing tag
Boys still had cooties
and the only things that could be broken were my crayons
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