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Good ol' days


I remember those days...

days consisting of playing, being happy, laughing,

days when words didn't hurt,

days when we supported each other, 

days when we didn't hurt each other,

days when you didn't have to worry about

grades, or school,

making good friends,

or thinking sad thoughts,

days when we weren't stressed

over school, or having cool clothes,

days when we had simple lives,

days before it got complicated,

 

I remember those days,

 

I really miss the good ol' days...

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AddieK16

“I see a beautiful city and a brilliant people rising from this abyss. I see the lives for which I lay down my life, peaceful, useful, prosperous and happy. I see that I hold a sanctuary in their hearts, and in the hearts of their descendants, generations hence. It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to than I have ever known.” ―Charles Dickens

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