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Feb 2014
Aren't we all just chasing memories?
Of times long ago when the world wasn't so scary,
When dancing in the rain and playing in the mud under a rainbow was a necessity,
When lemonade stands and tree forts were built,
When staying up past 10 was danger and when sticks became swords,
When parents were invincible and death was reversible.
*When evil only existed in fairytales.
Written by
Sarah Lee Rock
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