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To the good old days. To the long long ago. The earlier times. Before things got so messy and misplaced. Back to when we used to laugh. And talk shit. And explore the meaning of the universe. How we are our own gods, and we created ourselves in our own image. And those other times. The simpler times. Where we reminisced about the grasslands and the poppies. Where we talked of a simpler life. With oak trees and frog. Where are you? Are you still on that golf cart?
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