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I am only just now Beginning to understand How quintessential childhood is, I try to hold on to those memories, I try to grasp one, But I cannot, It is fleeting and perhaps I was too slow. Childhood is one of the few things That no matter how rich Or important You are, You can never get back. That is why I am trying my hardest To hold on to these Spirits of nostalgia, Euphoria, And - of course - Innocence.
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Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 3:54 PM UTC
Childhood
I am only just now Beginning to understand How quintessential childhood is, I try to hold on to those memories, I try to grasp one, But I cannot, It is fleeting and perhaps I was too slow. Childhood is one of the few things That no matter how rich Or important You are, You can never get back. That is why I am trying my hardest To hold on to these Spirits of nostalgia, Euphoria, And - of course - Innocence.
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Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 3:54 PM UTC
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