' I want to go back to the time,
when 'getting high' meant 'on a swing',
when 'drinking' meant 'apple juice',
when 'dad' was the only 'hero',
when 'love' was 'mom's hug',
when 'dad's shoulder' was the 'highest place on earth',
when ur 'worst enemies' were ur 'siblings',
when the only things that could 'hurt' were 'skinned knees',
when the only things 'broken' were ur 'toys',
and when 'gudbyes' meant only 'till tomorrow'. '
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