Everyday
Running around,
with the wind in my hair
Enjoying life,
without a single care
If I fell,
I would just get back up
Knowing that,
I had so much luck
I wish things were still like that,
though I know they'll never be
And I guess you could say,
that's what my smile hides everyday
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