Running in my mind
Is a time I can find
I knew what it meant
To be free
The oversized universe
Used to tell me nothing
A kind of innocence
That let me be me
We always found it funny
How we thought that we knew
What people thought
Of our mortality
And now the sun is rising
Our minds are closing
But we influence everything
Like irregularity
(c) Marc Noël 1998
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