I am thinking about MY social life
MY research, papers,
Money and dolls
I am thinking about MY future
MY mysterious way
In the era of global warming
Internet
And security wars
It is so funny;
you know why?
Suddenly I remember that child
Maybe it was 1991
Or just just now
The girl who was with that posh mom
Crying for a cheap bubble gum
When she had no teeth
To chew the gum
And mom didn't have any change
To buy that gum
Don't take it wrong
Because she spent all of HER love
To have a quick fun
With that bloody red hair son
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