Back Then...
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Last published Wed, Jan 1, 2025
Remember when we were still in elementary school? Doing whatever seemed childish but memorable. Looking back now makes it so different. We used to think it was a waste of time and crazy, but now? We missed it. I would have paid anything and everything to go back and enjoy that relaxing life again. For now, I just want to tell the younger schoolmates to enjoy their life even if it seemed annoying and sucked at that moment.
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