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Youthful Days

The teenaged years are the years we miss the most, When friendship was everything, without it we felt lost, The yearning to fit in by saying the right things brought us temporary happiness and sometimes grief, Yet, we always believed we would turn our awkward lives around, and change from being the class clowns, rejects or misanthropes, Our youthful days can never predict the people we will grow up to be....... Because with each year that passes our personas are still evolving slowly.

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Date: 10/12/2011 7:15:00 PM
come on, lessons learned, like taking the same class over? be kind a boring smile :) live and learn, much love Cindy Lu aka Lucinda re: Journey
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