i invented the stick figure man
The heart shape and star
i built the first sandbox
Tree fort and rope swing
i made the design
For the first paper-airplane
And discovered the first
Drop of rain
A long time ago from my
Crib i realised
There is much life
To be lived
i remember the grass
When it was first a blade
And the mountains when
It made it's first cave
i was there when the sky
First turned blue
Also the time the ocean
First touched shore
i remember all everything
Life became good
The day i first met You
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