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A little scared boy Clinging to the hem Of his mother's skirt He never really did grow up The urge to be held To cling onto The only sort of safety And protection he felt Never really disappeared But a time came in his life When he would have to face the world Head on And alone Without any form of protection Or any feeling of safety There came a time when he had to let go When he was pushed away Because life was awaiting him There came a time A little too soon Before he was ready When he was fed to the hungry wolves Of the world The ones that walk this very earth There came a time When he had to leave protection Safety and armors Far behind And battle his enemy with nothing at all There came a time When society won And a time When his was over | ||||||||||||||
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