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the little you
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Remember the little you?
That one who used to play with barbies and love Whinnie The Pooh?
Your days would consist of playing in the muck and then having your hands washed by your mother
Past the hills in the distance, an unknown world like no other.
Never did you think you'd be who you are today,
Never did you think you'd look back and say
"Did I really believe that I should follow those who I idolised out of innocence?"
And "first thoughts are not my individual essence"
Never did you think that everything would unfold like this
Will you forgive your younger naïve self? Because in this moment, ignorance is bliss!
Define yourself only on what you believe in and why you believe it
You may want to read the first letter of each line and then repeat it for a bit.
Remember the little you?
That one who used to play with barbies and love Whinnie The Pooh?
Your days would consist of playing in the muck and then having your hands washed by your mother
Past the hills in the distance, an unknown world like no other.
Never did you think you'd be who you are today,
Never did you think you'd look back and say
"Did I really believe that I should follow those who I idolised out of innocence?"
And "first thoughts are not my individual essence"
Never did you think that everything would unfold like this
Will you forgive your younger naïve self? Because in this moment, ignorance is bliss!
Define yourself only on what you believe in and why you believe it
You may want to read the first letter of each line and then repeat it for a bit.
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