"Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground? when protection meant wearing a helmet? when the worst thing you could get from boys were cooties? race issues were about who ran the fastest? war was only a card game. when wearing a skirt didn’t make you a slut, the most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow. & we all couldn’t wait to grown up."
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