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Innocent Me

Oh Heavenly Father in the sky! Why do you live high? I am bore from this busy world, Only rush rush rush.. Let me not roam in this hustling world. Oh my dear God! Can no one see you over the clouds? I wish again to pray you, Let me go to that days when I was child.. Let me not roam in this hustling world. Oh my Lord! Are you the supreme and ultimate reality? I wish to sleep in my mother's lap like a thought so mild, Let me make meek and small as a child.. Let me not roam in this hustling world. Oh my Mighty! Why do you make this world so busy? I didn't want to be an invincible bird, Let me make as gentle as lamb.. Let me not roam in this hustling world. Oh my Ambitious! Is this world made by you? I want to listen the stories of my granny, Let me make as curious as a squirrel company.. Let me not roam in this hustling world. Oh my God! Why are you so sad? I want to wonder on the shoulders of my dad, Let me make as snoopy drifter as a bird.. Let me not roam in this hustling world.

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