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Saturday, 16 June 2007
02:26:20 AM (GMT)
There’s no such thing as a grown up. 
We move on, 
we move out, 
we move away from our families and form our own.
But the basic insecurities, 
the basic fears and all those old wounds just grow up with us. 
We get bigger, we get taller, we get older. 
But for the most part, we’re still a bunch of kids.
Running around the playground trying desperately to fit in.
I’ve heard it’s possible to grow up. 
I’ve just never met anyone who’s actually done it. 
Without parents to defy we break the rules we make for ourselves. 
We throw tantrums when things don’t go our way.
We whisper secrets with our best friends in the dark.
We look for comfort where we can find it. 
And we hope. 
Against all logic. 
Against all experience. 
Like children, we never give up hope.

Wishar says :   16 June 2007   763584  
we can stay kids forever together.


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