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I miss being young and ignorant, not a fear in the world. I miss being cheerful and having dreams, hopes. I miss laughing and playing and dancing, but now I’m too old to play and my legs can’t dance, there’s nothing to laugh to, no joy. I grew old and wasted these years wanting something more. No one cares for an old woman’s tale, so when I’ll be gone I will leave a life full of regret.