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Red fox

I remember a time when the world looked so big and I was so excited to learn everything, smelled all the flowers, swim, run, climb trees, pick fresh juicy fruit from the trees, go on adventures in the evergreen woods that hid wild raspberry, Chasing the mighty red fox thinking it will take me to a fairy tale land, laying down in the grass and watch air planes go by, knowing that one day they will take me away too. That time when my best friends were animals, and birds and flowers, and the wild lands of my family's farm house were my Mystical playground. How I miss the days when I picked flowers and put them in my hair. When I played in the mud and danced in the rain . I hated naps and green beans stew, I run in the darkness catching firefly, laying on the cold ground at night looking at the stars imagining myself on an adventure in space, I believed back then that all the Greek gods live up there with angels and ancestors. I loved books and cats. That was heaven, that was happiness. I wish I could remember when the f