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Quirky echoes of my childhood, skipping through my brain

Daylight games and midnight books, dancing in the rain

Balancing the odds and ends, where passions entertain

Quirky echoes of my childhood, where dreams and life explain

Reflecting back, I see a trail, a bit eccentric, sure

Chasing melodies, yet fitting in, an artful, awkward tour

Played the games, joined the fun, to blend in with the crew

But come the night, with secret lights, my books and I were true

In the day, I'd jest and play, a social masquerade

In the night, I'd dive in deep, where my real world was made

Quirky echoes of my childhood, skipping through my brain

Daylight games and midnight books, dancing in the rain

Balancing the odds and ends, where passions entertain

Quirky echoes of my childhood, where dreams and life explain

Before I read, I clutched those tomes, tasting knowledge raw

Books were my companions, my silent, secret awe

Studying by moonlight, stealthy scholar's pride

Persistence was my teacher, with passion as my guide

It's hard to trace if these quirks paved my way

But whispers of those nights still guide me today

Quirky echoes of my childhood, skipping through my brain

Daylight games and midnight books, dancing in the rain

Balancing the odds and ends, where passions entertain

Quirky echoes of my childhood, where dreams and life explain

Books and dreams, a blend so quaint

In their pages, no restraint

Burnout faded, love reborn

In the written word, I'm sworn

Quirky echoes of my childhood, skipping through my brain

Daylight games and midnight books, dancing in the rain

Balancing the odds and ends, where passions entertain

Quirky echoes of my childhood, where dreams and life explain

Books and dreams, a blend so quaint

In their pages, no restraint

Burnout faded, love reborn

In the written word, I'm sworn

Quirky echoes of my childhood, skipping through my brain

Daylight games and midnight books, dancing in the rain

Balancing the odds and ends, where passions entertain

Quirky echoes of my childhood, where dreams and life explain

Quirky echoes of my youth, in my heart they gleam

Shaping who I am today, each memory a dream

With every book and every tune, that spark ignites again

Quirky echoes of my childhood, my guide through thick and thin