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Back then I was an innocent child.
who often made people smirk.
Like the time I searched a map for the city of Mysterious Ways...
You know...the place where Jesus worked.

Or the time in grade school when the teacher called on me
to label the parts of an octopus
and I learned that tentacles and testicles...
are not synonymous.

But there’s something to be said for innocence.
Back then no one seemed angry or hurried.
I could be away from my house all day
and my parents never worried.

Back then I was so happy
for things I did not comprehend.
Back then my friends did not have labels.
My friends...were just my friends.

Back then I had great role models,
A kind father...a loving mother.
Back then I thought all people got along...
I thought everyone loved each other

I’ve grown up and see how things have changed
But every now and then...
I wish the world could be today
as innocent as it was...back then.