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Nov 2019
I miss being a child,
Carefree,
Happiness wasn't even an option, it was just there.
I miss being a child,
There was no judgment. There was never being wrong, everything was possible.

I miss being a child,
Being happy was all that mattered but now, we're tired and worn out from heaven knows what..
Childhood is beautiful, don't dare deprive any one of it.
Tapiwa Individualist
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Tapiwa Individualist  F/Zambia
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