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to a child, the world is a playground, but as we grow up...we forget what we use to love. i use to love running, now i hate it. i use to love friends, now it feels like they all try to deseave you. like they try to sell you out. there are things that we use to get away wen we were children that we wouldnt think twice about today; sceaming no to yur parent wen they tell you what to do. pullin down your pants and making a ti-pi. but sometimes we miss the things that we love the most, being a child is what we all miss, its wat we use to love. because being a child use to be so simple and easy, like breathing. but as we grow up, we go throw so much, like a lung thats been smoking, that makes it hard to breath, hard to be a child...