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Nov 10, 2010 13:06

Every morning I would see
her getting off the bus the
picture never drops it's like
a multicoloured snapshot stuck in my brain,
it kept me sane for a couple of years
as it drenched my fears
of becoming like the others
who become unhappy mothers
and fathers of unhappy kids,
And why is this?
'Cause they've forgotten how to play,
or maybe they're afraid to feel ashamed,
to seem strange,
to seem insane,
to gain weight,
to seem gay.
I tell you this:

That it takes a fool to remain sane
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