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Innocent To dance, shout or sing a verse To be anything, anyone you want to be… An actor, a sailor, a princess or even a flea To run so fast your lungs may burst. Running for joy never to be first To be a pirate on the stormy seas To talk to the animals, goblins and fairies On rich imaginations…we did thirst. No bombs, no death or bloodshed No starvation, disease or world domination No poverty, no inequality or misery No materials, money or politics on which to be fed No crime, hatred or violation I love those days endlessly
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