Remember when, you'd build forts? When staying up for hours meant 10pm? When colors represented child-like dreams? When play-dough was a priority. When you got your daily work-out by laughing. When you knew no limits or cares. Remember the wait and anticipant to grow old? When you had the yearning for more stories, scary stories-however made up, made your heart race, palms sweat. Life was a story and imagination ran wild.
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