SPRINGTIME OF LIFE

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I used to be part of this story
Where I resided in a wondrous place
Wee but glistening things made me happy
They never failed to put a smile on my face
I remember the days when I moved freely
I explored the world and inquired around
Hatred was unknown and my heart loved purely
Like a lifeless doll, I slumbered safe and sound
I long for the times I subsisted in dreams
When everything was occult and enchanting
Though I know it is as strange as it seems
In reverie, I find myself wanting
To go back, cease the time that passes swiftly
Reliving the young that laughs innocently
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