Miss those moments when…when life was free in that 7 years old mind. When it was the time to wear Short floral skirts & those two pony tails was the only Hair-do for us. When little fearless eyes were sparkling with love all around. When colorful pumps got covered with mud in streets. When life used to laugh in air while going high on swings. Beautiful lips were pink without the fakeness of lipstick.
The time when heart felt easy in speaking the truths.
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