You say the damage is done,

too many doors to open & go through

Not just freckles upon your face,

and the old dream’s almost over—

But if we do make the list,

and reach the mountain top, boys & girls

This wasn’t just a daydream,

the impossible concept of becoming happy

A blinding, nagging hindrance

we all need to chase away

A potent thought in a safe place

should be carefully watered.

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