“Every summer, like the roses, childhood returns.” Marty Rubin….Sometimes, I can recall being a playful, imaginative child caught up in pretending games…I can connect to the memory, but not the emotions.
Imagination of bygone days…
“Every summer, like the roses, childhood returns.” Marty Rubin….Sometimes, I can recall being a playful, imaginative child caught up in pretending games…I can connect to the memory, but not the emotions.
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