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Nostalgia of being …

Some places make you nostalgic..

As much as people do .

Each time I step into this place I am driven into that time zone that stops .

A whole lifetime …

When the maximum one dreams to be is eighteen .

How suddenly you outgrow the place in your size ,

But it remains to over grow you with it’s heart.

A child , a teenager …

A dreamer of a life full of ambitious dreams ..

A place when dreams were free to be dreams ..

A time when the greatest problem on earth was a grade here or there .

That teacher disliked ,

That girl didn’t talk to me …

A place that continues to outgrow me …

No matter how much I grow …

A place that allows me each time to hold tight to that child in me ,

That child that always resisted childhood..

That child that will always set free in that place..

Disciplined , but yet taking any opportunity to break the rule ..

To sneak into the forbidden ..

A place that raised up a future in us …

A place that will always remain …

The eternal hub for the nostalgia of being …

The nostalgia of being a child .

Schmidt’s Girls College…

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