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Child

When I was a child-
And yes, I was a wild child-
If ever I lived
The moment was then

The world was my playground
Full of wonders to be found
Never, if ever did I cry
For the endless question; why?

Then I grew up
Things started to change
When you are a teenager
Your mind is derranged

Goodbye to the sandbox
To my favorite things of those years
Hello to new concepts;
Hatred and fear.

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