Its been a while since I wrote, or opened this dusty notebook to write down anything. I came across these lyrics I held dear some years before. I recognize the melody but it doesnt sound the same to me. The music hardly sounds the same. Its ok, I wont change. At least thats what I thought in those days. How can you aspire to be the uninspired? The music all sounds the same. Its ok, theyve all changed. I miss my innocence. I miss the way that I was. I miss not knowing enough. Who put you up to this?

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