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I just want to be a kid again. Maybe when I was still ten, life used to be so easy then. But of course, reality strikes again. Why can't we be a kid again? No work, just playing in the play pen. Play alone or play with a friend. How I wish that it never ends. But all is based on the "now". Hoping to find ways to be a kid, somehow. Whether it was the time I still looked like an angel. Or the time I still didn't know anything, and was in a cradle.
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Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 5:08 AM UTC
A Few Years Back.
I just want to be a kid again. Maybe when I was still ten, life used to be so easy then. But of course, reality strikes again. Why can't we be a kid again? No work, just playing in the play pen. Play alone or play with a friend. How I wish that it never ends. But all is based on the "now". Hoping to find ways to be a kid, somehow. Whether it was the time I still looked like an angel. Or the time I still didn't know anything, and was in a cradle.
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Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 5:08 AM UTC
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