I wonder what happened to the child in me?
Sometimes I feel like she is still there.
Sometimes too much of her.
Sometimes too little of her.
I never quite know what age I feel.
Often, I feel younger than I am.
Often, I feel older than I am.
It snowed today.
I wasn't going to play in it, but a friend talked me into it. I had fun.
Snowball fights are exciting.
I felt the little girl coming out, I felt carefree.
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