
There is always a moment in your life when you want to be a child, even if you cannot. For me, the list makes quite a count, where I want to transit briefly in time that was so golden. But, unfortunately, childhood is a promise never kept. What do I miss the most as an adult? The circumambient air sweetened by my people. The people who made me believe that everything thing is still alright. We spend our whole childhood desiring we were older, and later we spend adulthood wishing the opposite. How strangely we desire, right?
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