My childhood dream, it just remains where it is,
Seems lost in the abyss
Hoping for the day in mortswagon when I proudly travel,
Wish if it only unravel
But like any other desires I just cant try,
Yet it just won't make me cry
For it's the wrong ones that always gets me high,
That ne'er could I ever try
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