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I remember the precious days of my life as a kid 
The days of waking eagerly to greet the morning breeze 
Where the sun smiled sweetly to greet the decent horizon 
The skies were as clear and as fresh as the dawn

Where swimming on the river did not cause a disease 
And fishing did not cause a notion of devastation 
For everyone knew the bounds of their limits 
The laws were adhered to whether statutes or common 

Where working on farmlands was just like a hobby 
And not much were blinded by the luster of a penny 
Where the most precious thing was the purity of the breeze 
And everyone revered the sanctity of the trees

Where fishes in the river swam together with the kids 
And the cattle and the horses ran freely on the fields
Where the purpose of hunting was only for the needs 
And no creature was killed just for merriments 

Where the ladies wore a decent fashion 
And everyone was dressed right for the occasion 
Where every creature shunned exploitation 
And no one was shamed just for greedy reason 

September 10, 2022

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