Children, playing as adults Wish, For authority, for freedom, to be what they want to be… forever. We as children, playing as adults in bodies not quite as nimble, not quite as supple, not quite as strong, Wondering, When we’ll have the authority, the freedom to be who we want to be before we are to remain As adults… Wondering, Forever.
It’s Loud Inside My Head… The Poetry and Prose of A Man Who Feels Too Much. 
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