childhood
In fields of green and skies so blue, we laughed and played our hearts anew. In childhood's realm, so pure and bright, we danced through days and dreamed at night. The world was big, yet we were small, but love and wonder touched it all. In each moment, a treasure, each day a new story, oh, in childhood's magic, in all its glory.
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