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And one day you wake up and you're 23 or 25,or 27 and suddenly everything feels like it's moving too fast. You miss something can't you quite name. Not a person, not a place, just a feeling. The feeling of being young, when everything was new and the smallest moments felt big. Late night talks with friends, walking home in the dark laughing about nothing, summers that felt like forever. You just want that again - to feel alive in the little things, to slow down, to be here, really here, before it all becomes another memory.
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