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when i was young i had dreams, my senses weren't repressed. emotions now mass produce, there will be none left soon enough, stuck held fast like fossils in amber. i just want to be a child again, take this child away. feeling older. getting older. i've grown too concerned. sleep we sleep 1/3 of our lives away / spoon feed me. it's going it gone. chris i remember the wiffle ball bat (incident).
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