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 I just want to go back to the time 
which was so prime
where I was creator
in my own whims 


When Every night I used to sleep
in my mother lap
covered with her drape

I just want to go back to the time
where In the world of Toys
I used to find my Ultimate Joys
when sitting on the father shoulder
seems the greatest height
of the world

I just want to go back to the time
when the greatest story teller
was only my grand mother
when dream only meant
flying airplane  and being bird
When Aim was just to reach
The sun
When desire was Just
to have some stars
in my pocket

I just want to go back to the time 
which was so prime
where I was creator
in my own whims 


P.S - 
All of us have moments in our childhood where we come alive for the first time. And we go back to those moments and think, This is when I became myself. 

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