I Dreamt I was a Child Again

 

I dreamt I was a child again,

when fun wasn’t a wasteful sin.

I circled the sky in a ferris wheel,

accepting what was and wasn’t real.

Senses filled with smells and sights, 

heavenly thrills with earthly frights.

It was a place I longed to be, 

where hatred costs but love is free.

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