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08 December 2003

My mind drifts to the day when easy emotions flowed.
Days when children spun in circles in green fields and played king of the mountain.
I weep for un-adult duties like homework and chores.
How dreadfully mean those were!
Classes full of friends whispering secrets about crushes and superheroes.

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