I miss those days. The days I walked barefooted on the streets of Asawasi. When the ladies played ampe and the guys played four posts. It was fun, it was great. The days when I felt no guilt nor remorse. Yet the times have passed, the memories live on, and the finest is yet to come. Maybe I would have been a better person. Maybe I would have been more than I am today. Maybe if I had not seen all those violence I've seen on the streets I wouldn't be so scared in life. Maybe the many guys I've seen die growing up has made me live life more cautiously. Maybe it isn't a bad thing I was born in a slum. Maybe it's the only reason I'm not afraid. Maybe Asawasi was made for me. Maybe you should visit Asawasi one day.
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