When we are in our childhood we actually only live in it, we don't realise the joy it gave us.
By the time we step in our adultery, our childhood seems to fade.
Then when look back to those moments spent it really looks so beautiful, carefree, free of responsibilities of life.
And now we can only cherish those lost moments of childhood, we cannot live with it again.
It's a realisation that every phase of life plays an important role in every individual life...
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I would like to translate this poem
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