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I see a mini boy,  I realize that
he is me,
close to destroy
And my life stories started rushing
To my head
Quite slow
I recall the days when I woke up and I smiled
with you or not
But everyday I felt your warmth
and your support
This Time
This mind
And my
One steps to fly
The childish games,
the simple-minded thoughts
were mine
how odd it was
I never tried to tell it
Now it is too late for prose

My foolish tricks
You didn’t pick
My life in green in rose
ok, I have to go
farewell, don’t mourn and please don’t pose