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When I was small I wrote a song. It was as wild As it was long. I did not know How to write words And so I sang With the morning birds. Now I am grown, I am depressed. I write long things Just to impress. I do not sing, I only sigh. When I was small I was alive.
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Dec 13, 2019
Dec 13, 2019 at 9:36 AM UTC
When I Was Small
When I was small I wrote a song. It was as wild As it was long. I did not know How to write words And so I sang With the morning birds. Now I am grown, I am depressed. I write long things Just to impress. I do not sing, I only sigh. When I was small I was alive.
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Dec 13, 2019
Dec 13, 2019 at 9:36 AM UTC
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