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Dad can fix it, he always fixes everything,
mom can bring the moon
how good it is that the greats take care of me:
– I want that, buy me
– in walks, take me
– stories, tell me.
Over time I grew up, just to put it that way
living against time
tied to old memories,
a world of fantasies
I do not want to grow up
nor be responsible
safe and stable
I want toys and sweets and good deals
I don't want commitments or take charge
even if it's never like that
even if everything has an end,
if there is such a place I want to go
there is a better place, don't say no
I want the shine of my eyes today
same as I had yesterday
I want to go back
I want to come back and not grow anymore


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