Think of your youthful days
As the years go quickly by.
Try to remember many things
And heave a happy sigh.
It won't seem so long ago
When you were a curious child.
You can't help to wondering
If life was severe or mild.
Now that you have matured,
Memories are reminiscent of the past.
It's as though you are in an abyss
Attempting to squirm through life at last.
Take time to solve your problems,
Challenge them one by one.
Try to be kind and tolerant,
And take time out for quality fun.
Thank all of your childhood friends
For all the memorable dreams,
Because now happiness is prevalent
And erupting at the seams.
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