Not written a poem for a while…
This Life
Do you remember when we were small?
When the days never seemed to end, at all?
The times when happiness cost not a jot
And we seemed to laugh an awful lot?
Do you recall that corner shop?
Where sweets were a penny, and lolly pops?
The bikes we used to race to the park
We’d be out all day ‘til nearly dark?
Finding chalk and marking grids
Running like mad, and making skids?
Innocent fun, those days gone by
They’ll never come back, however hard we try
I pity the children born in the now
To have real fun, they’ll never know how
Heads buried in tablets, fingers poised to swipe
Not living their life, just following hype
Growing up in a world of false perfection
Not enough likes, facing rejection
Is this really the world we want to see
Or do we need to set technology free?
Stop taking selfies, live in the present
Your filter-less face is much more pleasant
Get on a bike, go for a run
You got this life, you only get one.
Ritu 2020
But I Smile Anyway... 
Apr 26, 2020 @ 12:07:02
Those golden times…we can only narrate stories of that time
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Apr 26, 2020 @ 12:09:44
True
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Apr 26, 2020 @ 03:13:13
Brilliant!
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Apr 26, 2020 @ 09:22:05
Thank you!
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Apr 25, 2020 @ 06:04:10
Sounds like fun💆♂️
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Apr 25, 2020 @ 08:18:02
🙂
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Apr 22, 2020 @ 12:37:47
Hi Ritu. A lovely poem, that brings back so many happy memories of my own youth. My sons wish that they had been born in an earlier decade than the late nineties.
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Apr 22, 2020 @ 13:01:27
Aw thank you Kim. We were lucky 💜
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Apr 22, 2020 @ 09:42:37
Awesum one ma’am…I have also wrote something do check hope you like it…..
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Apr 22, 2020 @ 08:05:40
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Apr 19, 2020 @ 03:54:08
Great stuff. Such a beautiful, well-written piece. I’ve been a writer for quite some time now but a total novice in poetry. I’d like to know what you think of this poem https://mayet8.wordpress.com/2020/04/18/shackled-2/
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Apr 19, 2020 @ 07:31:32
Thank you very much 🙏🏽
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Apr 17, 2020 @ 14:08:26
This is amazing!! Really liked the message..
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Apr 17, 2020 @ 15:34:57
Thank you 🙏🏽
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Apr 14, 2020 @ 18:34:34
Loved it ❤️
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Apr 14, 2020 @ 18:40:14
Thank you!
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Apr 05, 2020 @ 01:54:39
Beautifully written ❤️… and yes worry about all the kids who are asking for phones or tablets instead of asking for more time outside.
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Apr 05, 2020 @ 10:13:53
Thank you so much.
Now our worry is this… They can’t go outside… That same technology is what is connecting them to reality…
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Apr 04, 2020 @ 20:22:25
It is really beautiful
Thanks for sharing this post 😊🌺😇
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Apr 04, 2020 @ 20:23:43
Thank you 😃
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Apr 04, 2020 @ 17:01:40
Excellent!!
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Apr 04, 2020 @ 17:40:33
Thank you!
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Apr 02, 2020 @ 12:18:45
Awesome.
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Apr 02, 2020 @ 12:54:20
Thanks!
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Apr 02, 2020 @ 13:37:40
Welcome Ritu.
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Apr 01, 2020 @ 09:19:06
Very Insightful
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Apr 01, 2020 @ 09:50:07
Thanks
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Mar 27, 2020 @ 03:15:18
Just found your poem. I agree and concur. Nice piece!
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Mar 27, 2020 @ 07:23:04
Thank you Maria 💜
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Mar 23, 2020 @ 00:06:25
Beautiful writing! I love this!!
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Mar 23, 2020 @ 07:05:35
Thank you 💜💜💜
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Mar 22, 2020 @ 13:55:41
Really nice poem, perfect words. This poem is a mirror showing the true reflection of today’s children.
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Mar 22, 2020 @ 15:17:10
Thanks
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Mar 20, 2020 @ 18:28:48
Beautiful, love it.
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Mar 20, 2020 @ 18:35:48
Thank you 💜💜💜
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Mar 20, 2020 @ 09:40:26
Beautifully captured the childhood
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Mar 20, 2020 @ 12:26:47
Thank you!
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Mar 20, 2020 @ 12:38:58
You are welcome
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Mar 18, 2020 @ 20:06:11
Love this x
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Mar 18, 2020 @ 20:07:48
Thank you 🥰
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Mar 17, 2020 @ 14:10:58
Second comment! Your delightful poem has unleashed so many more memories. Although every single one of us – regardless of age – will have different ‘takes’ as to whether our ‘good old days’ were indeed so good…it can’t be denied that, harking way back, because we had no TV’s and phones in particular, we children used our brains in more imaginative ways. I personally think that too much ‘instant’ everything is harmful and makes people lazy. Of course we have to move on and thank heavens for that,but there is always a subtle price to pay.Food for thought. hugs xx
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Mar 17, 2020 @ 17:17:05
It’s true, Joy, there would have been a lot of pleasure but also hardship that we tend to forget as we drift away from those years!
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Mar 17, 2020 @ 12:55:58
I love this. You’ve got a nice blog, and I’m glad to follow you. 🤗
It’s an honor to be here 🙇 . I hope I can make good friends with you💐
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Mar 17, 2020 @ 12:58:30
Thank you!
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Mar 17, 2020 @ 12:58:50
😊
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Mar 12, 2020 @ 20:48:02
Amazing poem.👍👏👏
If only there was a way we could experience both of these lives without the feeling of missing out or cheating oneself
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Mar 12, 2020 @ 20:53:00
Thank you.
If only there was a way! 💜
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Mar 11, 2020 @ 02:26:12
I read your poem to my granddaughter. Well worded thoughts. Thanks.
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Mar 11, 2020 @ 06:46:01
Thank you so much. I hope she ‘got’ it 💜
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Mar 10, 2020 @ 15:36:28
Lovely Job dude!!
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Mar 10, 2020 @ 15:54:09
Thanks!
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Mar 09, 2020 @ 19:28:04
Good work, i definitely miss the good old days . Im also a writer to. If you will like to check out my page. 🙂
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Mar 09, 2020 @ 19:34:59
Thanks 🙂
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Mar 09, 2020 @ 19:38:18
Your welcome
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Mar 04, 2020 @ 13:12:05
This is a terrific little poem. I’m very happy to have found it
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Mar 04, 2020 @ 18:17:32
Thank you!
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Mar 02, 2020 @ 15:00:57
Love it
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Mar 02, 2020 @ 15:44:25
Thank you ❤
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Mar 02, 2020 @ 15:00:47
Wow. Beautiful. Utterly indescribable. Amazing.
Thank you for writing this Ritu🙏❤️
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Mar 02, 2020 @ 15:44:16
Thank you so much ❤
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Mar 02, 2020 @ 18:21:51
Your welcome
From your loyal fan♥️😉
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Mar 02, 2020 @ 18:24:21
Thanks!
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Mar 02, 2020 @ 20:02:21
Your welcome, please follow my blog🙏❤️
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Mar 02, 2020 @ 18:23:56
Your welcome
From your loyal fan♥️😉
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Thank Ritu🙏
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Mar 01, 2020 @ 13:58:02
Oh, Sis is honouring the “good old time”- 😉 Life in the present is important as never before.Dont lost yourself in the net. 🙂 Well wooven poem. Thank you, and have a beautiful rest of the Sunday! Michael
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Mar 01, 2020 @ 14:14:59
Thank you, Bro 💜
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Mar 01, 2020 @ 19:03:05
💜💜
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Feb 29, 2020 @ 22:23:46
Wonderful Ritu.. some people think that we were deprived as children playing hopscotch and jacks but we didn’t know any different and we certainly seemed to have much more freedom than children today. Room to grow and learn… ♥
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Feb 29, 2020 @ 22:52:18
I think our childhoods were filled with character building opportunities, which seem to have been lost for these technorogy-aged kids, sadly, Sally ❤
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Feb 29, 2020 @ 15:59:33
Wow!! Hear hear to a wonderful poem. Thank you, Ritu.
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Feb 29, 2020 @ 20:12:43
Thank you 🥰
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Feb 29, 2020 @ 20:22:54
You’re welcome! 😍
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Feb 29, 2020 @ 15:02:22
Ah, the nostalgia feeling – I try as hard as I can not to feel like new generations have it bad, because we have no idea what will come after them! I think the biggest loss is how kids don’t really go outdoors so much, which I can’t see as a good thing.
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Feb 29, 2020 @ 20:12:28
I think that is a huge loss for children 😥
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Feb 29, 2020 @ 04:08:55
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Feb 29, 2020 @ 00:27:27
This reminds me of my youth. I think there is a lot more technology now, but we as parents have a responsibility to teach our children when it’s okay to use them and when they can get their butts out the door and play, as my mom used to say!
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Feb 29, 2020 @ 09:42:00
It definitely us, and sometimes parents are the culprits… Using ‘electronic babysitters’ from a young age, so the kids are occupied while they do their own social media!
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 23:01:19
My two like to play roblox together. Tonight they showed me their two avatars swimming together.
They do love their bikes as well and the rubbish weather and broken fence means they are not in the garden much right now.
We used to spend hours playing outside, the children don’t play like we used to.
I remember buying the penny sweets on the way home from school.
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 23:07:34
The bonding is so different nowadays.
I miss the old days…
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 23:12:03
Yes me too!
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 15:18:33
The age of technology was is a blessing and a cursing. I remember be outside with my friends until dark. Good, nostalgic words, Sister 💜
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 15:42:30
You’re right there, Brother 💜💜
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 17:24:20
💜💜💜
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 14:38:05
Perfectly put! 😉
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 14:43:31
Thank you 🤣
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 14:58:15
I really do miss those days myself. If only we could show our kids what it was like. I was playing a game last night with my hubby and youngest daughter, and for one of the challenges, I had to make a telephone out of clay. So of course I chose the old rotary style phone to make because I figured it’d be easiest for someone to guess. But of course my youngest had no idea what I’d created because she’s never seen a rotary phone. Oh well…. I forget these things sometimes. 🙄 Lol
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 15:41:53
It’s crazy, isn’t it!
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 15:42:29
Indeed!
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 09:24:38
Total truth, I love this poem. xxx
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 12:40:39
Thank you Adele ❤
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 08:47:41
We had a fun life exploring and interacting in real life. Then again, I don’t think our kids are missing out on something. They only know what they know. And if I am right, may older generations said similar things about us. Today it is the internet and 40 years ago it was TV. But for sure, I am glad, I experienced what I experienced 😊
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 12:26:09
You’re right they don’t know different…
But wouldn’t it be great if they did experience them xx
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 14:12:42
Absolutely, sis! A whole new (real) world that opened up… lol
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 08:35:01
Hi Ritu, Thank you! That was fun, and rang so many bells…One house near one grand-mother sported a ‘sweet-shop’…in the front room and up the stairs, waiting for our halfpennies and farthings! And when evacuated to Wales, we used to ‘toboggan’ on a piece of lino down the slag tips until my aunt called us in as it grew dusk, shouting “Your dinner’s rose…”Warming memories.
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 12:19:44
Thank you 💜
I loved the half penny sweets 💜
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 07:49:31
A super read. I enjoyed the innocence the way the subject believes utterly, completely and categorically that her child hood was the best. But today’s children will say the same. Today, they are finding fun in their end game. Moving on is not necessarily worse but different. Nostalgia has a way of remembering the good times and tucking the not so good ones away. Today most children have no personal knowledge of true hunger (thank goodness), lonely isolated kids can text wassap etc in a flash; connecting in someway. Love and happieness evolves like the way we play, the food we eat.
A different way of life is now. Not all, but fewer, most children won’t ever be cold, because of the way our homes are built now … the way we know how to protect (unless they are sadly neglected). Your memories will be different than mine. The Television was going to radiate our brains, blind us all if we sat to close, stop us from bonding because we would be addicted to watching. Worries evolve too in the name of progress. I enjoyed your post Ritu, it will be good to see one day, what today’s children think of their childhoods.
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 12:17:43
Swings and roundabouts, Ellen.
Thank you 💜
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 07:37:02
Oh this is so true Ritu. How the world has changed for youngsters. I often think whilst waiting for a bus that people don’t talk to each other in the queue heads buried in their mobiles. I’m guilty of this too. 😦
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 07:39:05
Just argued with Lil Princess who is looking at messages to ppl she will see in half an hour, rather than eating… We’re now late!
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 07:46:17
Oh dear! Just goes to show. Hope your day us not too stressful. Hugs x
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 12:17:03
Getting better!
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 07:27:41
Bang on Sis a perfect poem, scary isn’t it we have reached this era and I fear there is no going back 💜
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 07:33:20
Thanks Sis. It is scary… What is the world like?? 💜🥴
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 07:39:29
I just don’t know 💜🌈
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 04:53:34
This is a lovely poem, Ritu. I was saying to my mom just the other day that my childhood was better than my boys for these same reasons.
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 06:37:02
We were innocent and carefree for much longer than children are nowadays… 💜
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 04:09:17
Lovely poem…!
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 06:36:14
Thank you Shivangi 💜
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 04:01:57
I enjoy the weirdness of “The Black Mirror” – an English Sci-fi/horror collection on Netflix. There was an episode (oh God, don’t watch the 1st episode! You may never watch another and the rest are so much better!). Anyway, this episode was a future in which everything was run by the number of Likes and Dislikes you had at any second…a waiter who delivered a wrong drink to a table of ladies might get 5-6 dislikes which could undo his entire savings program…need to watch.
This poem made me think of it!
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 06:36:04
Oooh! That would be scary!
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Feb 29, 2020 @ 04:30:53
It was, unsettling…
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 01:41:44
I like this – I’m all for running around and riding bikes.
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 06:35:33
It’s good for the kids! Character building!
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 16:26:59
Agreed!
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Feb 27, 2020 @ 23:38:49
Well done! I love being taken back to simpler times.
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Feb 28, 2020 @ 06:35:10
Thank you Susanne 💜
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