Just a flick of fingers
Everything moved too fast
Left me craving
for the good old days
I remember myself
In a version
i could never become again
Face which knew no fake smiles
Heart which knew no vengeance
Body which knew no tiredness
Mind which knew no stress
I remember myself
In a version
i could only dream again
Face with innocent eyes
Heart with all happiness
Body with Full load energy
Mind with positivity
Moved too fast
We grew out our childhood
Still hoping we could return once again
Into the magical world
To Remain as child forever ♾️
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Author:
Starlight (
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Comments4
Ah yes the Peter Pan syndrome we all in many ways wish to remain young. A lovely write.
A lovely write of many people's wishes, to remain a child or be able to return to childhood , enjoyed the read
We often miss old days ...
Life snatches childhood, not inner child.....
today will be old day for tommorrow , so cherish your present
Brilliant work.
Thank you 😊
Love it
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