The summer breeze
The memory of childhood,
Moments wished to turn back to
but the hands of time are fast drifting away.

A bowl filled with ice creams and sweets,
Our deepest desire to turn back time,
When life was still as carefree as it was,
With no reason to be frightened or terrified by the unknown world we stood in.

Time ticks faster than one thinks per say,
Moments hove in the depths of our memories.
When the world was gold and flawless in our eyes.
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