toys in cereal boxes.
back home we had little cars in the nesquick boxes, they were called "quickies".
quality. toys didnt' fall apart after three days of playing with them.
spending every free minute outside, rain or shine.
riding my bike everywhere.
falling asleep on the couch with my head on my mom's lap, pretty much the only good memory i have about my mom.
going swimming in the summer.
no cartoon channels on tv, just one or two select kid's shows every day.
Das Sandmaennchen every night before bed.
now i better stop thinking about the past, because now the bad stuff is coming up in my head.
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As she draws her final breath
Just beyond the door he'll find her
Taking her hand he softly says
For the first time you can open your eyes
And see the world without your sorrow
Where no one knows the pain you left behind
And all the peace you could never find
Is waiting there to hold and keep you
Welcome to the first day of your life
Just open up your eyes as I lay you down tonight
Safe on the other side
No more tears to cry
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