Jun 2017
It is strange to restrain
The child within
Whilst trying to trap it
In the cells of your skin.
If perpetual youth
Is truly your goal
Let your inner child flourish
In the bounds of your soul.
The child within
Whilst trying to trap it
In the cells of your skin.
If perpetual youth
Is truly your goal
Let your inner child flourish
In the bounds of your soul.
(F/Norwich, UK)
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