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Gone were the days

childhood life I can never go back

By Paula RPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Life as we make it.

Looking back, I see life unfolds

I know I can never go back to when

I only think of playing

and running around

under the rain.

Gathering around at our

grandparent's house

and talk about silly

and hugging each other

when we talk about horror stories.

Climbing trees,

hide and seek,

playing games

Exploring with no judgements.

Gone were the days......

Gone were the days when our only worries

are good food, playing, and scratches.

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About the Creator

Paula R

Hi! I am delighted in the art of storytelling, I dreamed of bringing imaginations to life through my writing, turning childhood dreams into captivating tales and be amazed by the wonders of the world, world trivia, or mysteries.

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    Written by Paula R