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The childhood

The childhood

Today I stumbled upon the reflections
of childhood captivated inside my heart
like a notebook of infinite secrets.
There were dreams that knew no boundaries,
which were all scattered around
like the crayons of numerous possibilities.
It had days which gave new aspirations,
which I could color through fearlessly
with the brush of limitless imagination.
There were mistakes could be rubbed off
with a small eraser of countless apologies.
The jar of memories had sprawling
fireflies and butterflies all over.
In no time, the moment got filled with utmost happiness
like the rich and vibrant hues of paints.
I gave it a thought and realized
the beauty of writing my poem
with a pencil of old school thoughts.

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