as childhood...
as dreams...
some pull their heads
others eat their fingers.
we were there...
I will never...
forget....
one day
as a child in a dream
I tried to touch my head
send me a weet dream
make my tomorrow today
maybe I can forget
and join in
with some men
touch my head
let me eat your finger
instead of mine
then
I will grow up./
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