Do you remember the times when your dad or mum fetch you from school?
You'll tell them what happened that day and they'll listen to it attentively.
They'll help you carry your heavy bags, and you'll run about, leaving them behind.
They'll then chase you, afraid of you falling down, getting hurt.
They'll be panting hard, sweating like it just rained, but you never once care.
You'll only throw you temper, blame them for not letting you do the things you want.
In your parents world, you are their main character.
But when you grow up, will there even be scenes of them in your world?
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