The thing I miss the most of being a kid
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When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us.
Joy
I always receive
Overwhelming
I love to skydive
I don't want to reveal
Spring
I don't have one
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I love them
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