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Me In The Past

When people remind me of how I used to be, 

I stop and think,

“That couldn’t have been me”.

Was I really that down?

Did I always wear a frown?

I can’t even remember how I was back then,

I guess I blocked it out of my memory,

Moved on from that,

And finally learnt to be happy…

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