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I remember a time when time was just a number, where the only times where school and dinner. When I didn't have to grow up to be what I want, but I could act it out in a secret lair or a parking lot. As you become old, they try to rid you of you imagination, well I say nay as I fly my submarine in a train station. You know what take my wallet, live my life, because I am a ninja hiding in the night. Go ahead, try and catch me if you can, Big old stupid corporate man. You might be sophisticated and civilized, so what, I am a 50 foot spider that can freakin' fly!
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Mar 17, 2010
Mar 17, 2010 at 12:50 AM UTC
Why Grow Up?
I remember a time when time was just a number, where the only times where school and dinner. When I didn't have to grow up to be what I want, but I could act it out in a secret lair or a parking lot. As you become old, they try to rid you of you imagination, well I say nay as I fly my submarine in a train station. You know what take my wallet, live my life, because I am a ninja hiding in the night. Go ahead, try and catch me if you can, Big old stupid corporate man. You might be sophisticated and civilized, so what, I am a 50 foot spider that can freakin' fly!
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Mar 17, 2010
Mar 17, 2010 at 12:50 AM UTC
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