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When I was Younger

I was young, well younger then

A girl of eleven years and pig tails

I remember it clearly even if it was back when

The world at my hands, nothing fails
And he, he was a friend of mine

Why I had a crush on him is beyond me

But at that time, he was my sunshine 

And it was crazy of me
But oh! That was years ago

And yet it would seem

He’s the one that got away

The one that I would have wanted to stay

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A story teller, a writer, and sometimes, a poet.

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