We, the generation of '50,
Time-travelers with stardust in our hair, with memories planted in pockets,
Rooted in decades embraced by change, souls adorned with the dawn of the post-war world.
We spun on the carousel of the '50s, enveloped in the unrestrained laughter of childhood,
The '50s-'60s found us weaving red carnations into crowns for the dolls of...
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