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Child No More

Children play with childish toy

Another day, another joy

Sun comes up, makes them warm

Silver cup of friendly form.

No pain, no distress

No rain, god bless

Friendly man in childish mind

Gold was sand, child was blind

Pain and tears, marked for life

Agony and fear, cuts like knife.

No more trust, no more love

No more trust, kills the dove.