I gather them in my memories shine
They speak joyfuly of their challenges
Those things they set out to do with themselves
My goodness, I am so proud of you child!”
Did you know I had dreamt of you before?
You come to me criminalized I see
The jails are built the prisons exceed
Lost out on your innocence all for what?
Yet what you know more you know best as well.
There is nothing I can teach you you know.
You sit there and ponder the shadows glow
I am here and creating a scandal?
I have seen this doesn’t even matter
and the Question doesn’t appear either
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