Adventures had from childhood
Escaped our sight and minds
Like bugs fleeing
From my stomping footsteps.
I try to stay hidden
from the burning sun,
But fail
Causing my body the reach
An uncomfortable heat
Giving me less oxygen
To breathe.
Escaped our sight and minds
Like bugs fleeing
From my stomping footsteps.
I try to stay hidden
from the burning sun,
But fail
Causing my body the reach
An uncomfortable heat
Giving me less oxygen
To breathe.

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