The child in me

Exploring in me the lost innocence,

Which I left on the lonely roads.

The magical mystic world, where I lived

Oh, it don’t live anymore.

Exploring the playful me, which I was when I was not grown.

The wierdly beautiful games we played are not fun for me anymore.

That good greed for sweetdish,

That cute cry for a kind kiss,

Nothing anymore, nothing anymore,

That child in me is not anymore.

-Bhavika

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