there lived a boy
was never quite clear
his place in this time
forever longed for simpler days
a cottage in spring
a castle in winter
oh how he loved the sun (oh how he loved the sun)
its shadows its angels
oh how it forever painted the world
and he stood right at the very center of the universe
waiting for the bus to come
to take him
bang
where it had all begun
Bamboo
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