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I believe most of us is missing our childhood and always trying to remember and replay the moments inside your head. To me, childhood was the time where everything was so blurry yet beautiful. I cannot spot any cracks or flaws of life during that time. I remember my dad smiling cheekily. I remember my mum used to care. I remember my dad and mum used to be so loving to each other. I remember the blurry yet beautiful moments. And then I started to grow up, little by little, I noticed the cracks and I become sad. Yes, I grew up and learned that not every good things will stay.

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