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Little plans

When I was kid

I was interested

In electric devices

Batteries

And RC toys

Dreaming about

Big inventions

That could change

World

And help my mother

In kitchen

My sister with learning

My father at work

And help me to fly

To go fast

I had little notebook

Of drawings

And plans

Simple child plans

Without money on mind

My heart was full

And feeling was

Never better

Then I grow up

And learn how all of it

Works

I throw my plans

And notebook

Dreams spread away

By everyday living

And struggling

It is true what they say

When you are child

Your heart is big

As house

When you grow up

It stops to beat