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Nov 2018
i miss when was younger
when life still had the childish spark
when the only thing i needed to fear was the dark
but now life has lost thatΒ Β nostalgic feel
in-fact it almost seems unreal
now the toy i used to play
will sit alone to rot away
the laughter is now replaced with screaming
and the smiles are no longer beaming
growing up what a waste
Written by
sandra dryer
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