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One day we were kids, the next day we are all grownups. We don't even realize how much time has lapsed, how many things we have missed and how many people we have hurt.
One day we look back and wish we were kids again. We wish we had been different a person. We wish we had not done all the things we have done.
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If you let me take your hand
There are places I could bring you to
In some unimagined land
If you let me take your hand...
This short story was published on a Vietnamese newspaper in late 2017.