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| A lifetime ago I watched lightening bugs like they were magic I piled grass on my slide Leaves became fortresses Then happy hovels Because I had no reason to ever hide Now I know your pain And the tightness that you felt As you watched your people hurting Please, tell me how to reach out I cannot hope to eradicate The dim childhood you held But maybe if you see I understand The darkness won�t take root. |
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