I
want to go back to the time …
                          When
happiness means tofees and biscuits,
                          When
victory means finishing my plate first
                          When
safety means being in my mother's arms,
                          When
father's shoulders were the highest on the earth
                          And
touching the roof in his strong arms means high above the sky,
                          When
the only things broken were my toys,
                          When
goodbyes only meant till tomorrow,
                          When
I loved everybody
                          And
everybody loved me,
                          I
wish I could go back ...

 
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