I Miss it

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When I think about how much I have grown
It brings me to all my childhood past
When I talked to my best friend on the phone
And how I wanted to grow up so fast
Or how my mom would tuck me in to sleep
And she would kiss me good night and sweet dreams
To sneak out my room and not make a peep
How I could walk on the monkey bar beams
When I would argue with my own brother
Cutting pieces of paper to make shapes
Eating lollipops after another
And watch all my cartoon video tapes
Now that I have grown up like I wanted to
Makes me wish I was a kid again





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