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Child
Everyone, quiet,
Can you hear it?
That little voice in the back of your head
That tells you 'It'd be fun to jump on the bed'
That tiny voice
That gives you the choice
To either finish this long report
Or go climb into a pillow and blanket fort
I'm guessing you'd pick 'logical' way,
Thinking 'I'm an adult, and that's child's play'
True, but do me a favor, look into your heart,
Aren't you a child in there, at least in part?
I bet you are,
I hope you are,
Because how can you get through the day-to-day?
Without the thought that later you can play?
I know the only way I gat through life
Get past all the sorrow and strife
Is to go hang out with my friends at the shore
And laugh with them, like so many times before,
So go out swinging,
And start laughing,
Grin 'till your face hurts,
Next thing you know
Work won't seem so problematic anymore
