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A little girl was chasing the crows.
Oh, to be a girl again. Chasing.Playing.
I was watching this girl when I was out walking.
Dreamed myself 50 years back in time.
Then I realised...... at 55 I can still be this girl. I can still open my senses and let the world play with me. I can still open my mind and play with the world.