It has been a while since someone hugged me. Yet, my body still recognized the warmth. It felt like home. I remembered how my mother used to hug me when I was a kid. How my father used to carry me.That time when I was innocent, not caring what's going on around the world or what other people think of me. Just playing games, hide-and-seek, and running as fast as I could as the monsters chased me. I didn't know when it started, but growing up was a real waste of time, as Peter Pan said.

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