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Oh! how I miss being a minor,
The freshness of each day,
Like a fruit produced just in time
The belly aching kind of laughs
Oh! How I miss being a minor,
Good OI’ days buried
Beneath the tide of memory
Gone into oblivion
Engrossed in daily busyness

Oh! how I miss being a minor.

Pope Fhysx © 2017

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