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A Nostalgic Reverie for My Youth, When I Wasn’t So Nostalgic All the Time
A Nostalgic Reverie for My Youth, When I Wasn’t So Nostalgic All the Time Ah, childhood! I remember it fondly and often. Getting grass stains on my knees, eating fruit roll-ups, and most importantly, not being burdened by constantly reminiscing about my childhood. Life was so simple then. No responsibilities, no cares, no memories of fifteen to twenty-five years earlier to warp into the romantic if misguided belief th...
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