Good old Days

Good old days, in which I swayed

Dancing on my tip toes and eating cupcakes

Looking up in the sky,

wishing that i could fly!

Oh! all those good old days

Catching fireflies on a starry night and setting them free in my dream

But now i am stuck in these days

Nothing to do other than lying on a chair

With no such days like those good old days!

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