It’s A Good Thing I’m Not Born Today

Back to the days of kites
The wind
brought freedom and might
The higher I flew,
the farther my sight
Wider horizon
made my future bright.

It’s A Good Thing I’m Not Born Today

Back to the days of streets
Where real friends
I truly met.
Didn’t care
of the sun’s heat,
As long as I played
using both my hands and feet.

It’s A Good Thing I’m Not Born Today

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