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Jun 2020
Walking down the memory lane,
I remember my good old days,
When I would never go to sleep in the afternoon
And my mother would scare me
To take a nap.
Down the memory lane, I go,
Relishing and living each moment,
When I would wake my parents at 3 in the morning,
And tell them that I was hungry!
Poor mum and dad.
Remembering these little things,
Make me laugh at myself,
When I used to think that
Mount. Everest was in America
And my sister would think that I was insane.
Life is all about memories,
And the moments that you make,
So make life worth living
And don't forget to take
A trip down the memory lane.
Don't forget to press the "PAUSE" button in life.
Written by
Prathiksha
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