Childhood

Childhood

My mother tells me about it
And I also remember a bit
When I was too innocent
That time was excellent
At night everything was dark
I could hear the dogs bark
With my mum always there to cuddle
I was away from every struggle
I used to play with my toys
My life was filled with happiness and joy
If I ever had to make a wish
I’d like to become smart and good

But first I’d like to go back to my childhood

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