"Come with me", he said,
And like a lamb I followed
We strayed from deeper waters
To bask within the shallow
The noon sun kissed our faces
And warmth and joy abounded
We soared to tantalizing heights
Never thinking we'd be grounded
But the prickly fingers of reality
Were never far behind us
We hoped we could escape its grasp
But all too soon it
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