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Feb 2015
You can't go back.
The time of innocence
And baby blue bottles
Is over, like your favorite movie.
Those scenes are done.
Cut!
They belong to an idea now.
Your idea.
It only manifest just as that;
It can't run, crawl, or ask
For you anymore.

Being aware of everything is
God smiling at us.
We are allowed all the
Knowledge of the world
Now.
You can have it back.

You can't go back.
The days of surprise
Are dead.
**** that cancer!

Running for joy is
Now becomes need.
Crawling now becomes
Begging.
Asking for anything
Transforms into a cry
For help.

You can't go back,
As much as you
Need to.

I'm sorry for that.
All of it.
All of us.
Pleased to Meet You
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Pleased to Meet You  California
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