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Jan 2020
I get lost in pleasure
The child playing tag
Running and laughing
I beg to make it last

A place in my dreams
Where I was once free
Wet behind the ears
Innocent and green

Why'd I need to know
Why'd I need to learn
Eyes are watching us
Sin and we will burn

Heavy on our hearts
Parasites in our brains
The lies we were tough
We'll never be the same

Oh please come back
Innocence of youth
Storm clouds of lies
Blinding the truth

Tell not the children
Santa Clause tales
Pretending leaves us
Believing in Hell

Running from devils
Demons inside
Please take it back
All of those lies

Return our innocence
The care free happy child
Let us go outside and play
Let us love ourselvesΒ Β 
These last few miles
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Traveler Tim The Typo
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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