i'm not the boy i used to be, lately
you see, you met me at an interesting time
and if my past is any sign of your future
you should be warned before i let you inside
you'll see me flounder like a fish out of water
you'll see me float like dandelions in may
i'll end up far, far from the place where i started
your only warning is this message, today
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