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Looking into the eyes,

of a child small and pure.

Reminds me of the days

that I refused to secure.

The time I let go

because I was way to foolish to know

the time I missed

that I will never forget.

To change the past is

my only wish.

But sure as the leaves will fall in the fall,

there is nothing i can do to reclaim my life.

So live life as a child,

look back as an adult,

so you remember you were a child

who was allergic to fault.