Many times we find ourselves happy even when kids are happy. And sometimes I wonder why I grew up, I was a little kid. The memory of the childhood remembered a lot. Yet the reality is accepted
I think I have been lost and I have been lost. Childhood memories were much better. Where there was no problem, there was only laugh-happy, ghost-kite.
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