A Senseless Census Form
It seems like aeons since as a boy I climbed a tree
life of simplicity a sense of feeling free
No invasive cameras hiding in the tree I would climb
Meditation it just happened daydreaming a life sublime
No compulsion to vote or fill out a census (senseless) form
Many years I avoid it all I have no desire to conform
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