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As a child
As a child
Friends knocked the door
Eagerly excited
You were waiting for
To hear the question
As it left their mouth
Asking your parents
If you were coming out
As a child
We’d run around
No care in the world
And acting the clown
Getting dirty
And playing in mud
Making as many adventures
As we possibly could
As a child
I was building a wall
To keep me safe
And ca...
Saturday 1st August 2020 1:08 pm
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