Childhood Fantasy
I use to dream someone was chasing me,
and I never knew why,
but I always got away so easily,
because I could fly, fly, fly,
Was it those superman comics inspiring me?
or maybe my, my, my,
..childhood fantasies setting me free,
to enjoy Gods heavenly sky.
(Probably both)
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