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On rainy windy nights like these, after the skies have cleared, and only the clear moon shines; I suddenly miss my childhood.

Tender youth of days gone by. The days had held more magic, and the future held more promise. I believed only in triumph, as nothing else were true. In fairy tales of goodness and hope... of the haloed moon with its luminous crown.

I want those lost days back.

My youth is slipping past. The promise that was once young; is now withering.

I don't fancy for eternal youth, but let there be promise in the world. So that each one that truly strives, is never disheartened and lost. May you believe in goodness forever, and know that as long as you stand; its worth fighting for and worth defending.
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DieWildnis's avatar
This strikes a strong cord with me. From youth withering to standing strong for what's upright. And yet, if I may quote the British for all pop culture has done to the phrase, keep calm and carry on.