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My younger days have always felt like a special kind of nostalgia, a bittersweet longing for days when time seemed to stretch on forever. It’s the tempered light that filtered through the trees in the late August afternoons, casting long silhouettes that danced on the ground like a waltz. It’s the sound of ice cream trucks in the distance, the imminent pangs of brain-freeze, and the carefree laughter that echoed through warm summer evenings. These days felt like a different lifetime, where the world felt full of endless possibility, where each day unfolded like an adventure. It lives in our memories, wrapped in a soft glow, a reminder of a time when the days were long, the nights were starry and definitely a little sweaty.
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