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Let Us... My Old Friends

Let us return to our precious days

When we believe that we can fly;

When we laughed until we cried;

When we dreamed to buy a toy;

let us return to our angelic faces;
to our smiles;
to our souls;

Let us keep our memories in a safety place in our hearts;

Let us collect our past and survive our days

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Let us return to our precious days When we believe that we can fly; When we laughed until we cried; When we dreamed to buy a toy; let us return to our angelic faces; to our smiles; to our souls; what a sweeet fantasy, , wish it could have happened... but I think passed time never returns. its a good poem.10++++++