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Growing up

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When I was young, the world was nice


We ran around, we sing sounds


And everybody loved us


We really never cared what tomorrow 


Would bring


Then our teeth grew strong


And our voices got horse 


And our childhood games ended


The world was not nice anymore 


Floods of responsibility 


Destroyed our cities of fun


And slowly we lost sense of who we are


How did we get here?


But more important, can we go back? 

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