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No more birthday candles.
No more blue skies.
No more love and peace.
No more water slides.
No more sleeping until noon.
No more hide and seek.
No more ice cream sundaes
No more light up shoes.
No more bedtime stories.
No more sticky glue.
No more car ride adventures.
No more 'forever I love you.'
No more slumber parties.
No more snow days, snow angels, snow ball fighting.
No more imagination.
No more playing in the dirt.
No more backyard camping underneath the sky.
No more tears of laughter.
No more fireflies.
No more nightlight to scare away the monsters.
No more childhood in sight.
No more growing up too quickly.
No more youth in my life.
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