There was a time:
I prayed for wings,
felt lucky to be born young,
thought five minutes was an eternity,
dreamed every night,
dreamed every night,
measured time in "Arthur" episodes,
understood very little,
knew what I wanted and,
knew what I wanted and,
believed we all wanted the same things, and
Thought I knew everything.
I realize that flying would take fun out of falling,
learned that not everyone is born a child,
am 297,840 "Arthur" episodes old,
use urban dictionary,
want nothing but strive for everything,
realize we don't all have the privelage to want
and know what I don't know.
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