_I’d like to turn off the music. _

And in the silence, raise your glass

This is an ode to childhood

In all its complicated beauty

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_From the first friend you made in kindergarten _

To the last one you hugged before college

_From the tears you cried after crashing on your first bicycle _

To the silent sobs at midnight while you tackle homework

From bright colored skirts

_To pitch black pants _

From whispering silly secrets

To confiding personal issues

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We’ve all gone from young and adorable

To beautiful and strong