someone else's childhood
sometimes when I'm
not feeling so good
and the meds cushion
whatever thinking I do
I go to a place
deep down in my mind
and I let my imagination
run wild
my first name is Francisco
but just call me Frankie
I've been on this planet
for ten years in June
my legs do not work
and I'm glued to this chair
I'm no rough and rowdy
everyday child
but sometimes at night...
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