In the Whisper of Time: A Journey from Childhood Dreams to the Echoes of Tomorrow

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In the garden where innocence blooms,
We chased the sun and danced with the moon.
Laughter like petals in the wind,
Dreams unfurling beneath the sky’s grin.

With gentle hands, we held the stars,
Crafting castles from clouds afar.
Time, a silent river, flowed unseen,
Guiding us softly through fields of green.

The echo of footsteps on a dusty trail,
Lessons learned, hearts set to sail.
Each dawn a promise, each dusk a sigh,
Growing up beneath the vast, watchful sky.

Now we stand on the edge of dreams,
Carrying whispers of what once seemed.
In the mirror of time, we find our way,
Children of yesterday, heroes of today.

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