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Out of My Glass Window
Out of my glass window,
Memories of childhood show;
Under the bright sunlight,
Bursts of innocence ignite.
I still remember those days
When we jumped on stacks of hay,
Pretending we were cowboys,
Laughing loud with careless joy.
Though the weather felt so warm,
We chased dragonflies on the farm;
Playing games beneath the noon,
Hide-and-seek under the moon.
We were young, we were free,
Living life like fantasy,
Like a river running ever,
Overflowing with laughter.
Out of my glass window,
Memories of childhood glow;
The feeling of being young,
Days when dreams had just begun.
