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I'm turning 28 this Wednesday. I'm moving farther from childhood. I'm starting to miss a lot of things. I reminisce a lot. There's something within me that just wants to stay. I still feel like a kid most of the times. And when I look at the mirror, or whenever I go inside the classroom and don the role of being a teacher, I feel old. These kids have their entire lives ahead of them.
Where have the years gone by? How much time have I left?
Who's this man in the mirror? Is he the same boy inside?
What lies ahead?
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