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Once I grow up !

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Each child dreams

but not all stand the test of time ,

not all kids

not all dreams .

Yet  , this dream sees the light

always

the light that is blinding

the dream of “growing up ” .

It was ,  never as if

 childhood was golden

but growing up ,

it meant living with the pain

and realizing ,  that there was nothing

that could be done .

                                                                                                                                                                           Arijit Roy

   (poem and photograph)

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learning to fly like those angels did a long time ago ...

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