Reminiscing the past uplifts my spirit...I was kinda innocent then when all I know is to roll over the bed, giggle and smile at my parents, and of course, to drink what I am supposed to drink (nax! model of enfalac aketch!)...
If only I could turn back time, I would want the clock to tick-tack on the time when I was in a whirlwind of innocence
I'd rather be innocent of what the world is all about than absorb the blows of life's sorrow!
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