Childhood
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A collection of my memories from childhood filled with poems and prose. As the quote goes; "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times."
I grew up in two different universes that made me into two different persons I am today. In summer surrounded by trees and lark song, in winter drowned in far city lights and ruthless violence.
All credit goes to my past, all merit to my present and all condolences to my future. Thank you.
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