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Aug 2017
Oh what a place
   I so badly want to go
Back to the years
   Of a child's life unknown

To roam and wander
    And not fear what lies ahead
Only to sing and be happy
    No matter which path you choose instead

To skip and run
   Up and over the hills
So happy to see
    That you have a life still

But my tomorrows bring only
    Tears and pain
All because of a house
    So full of such disdain

My cheeks now wet
   And salty to taste
Please oh please
    No more life should I waste
The past is history, tomorrow a mystery and today is a present!
Written by
Miss Me  50/F/Texas
(50/F/Texas)   
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