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I was a youngling, everything good and happy
A plain creation
A bit snappy
And every night, I would find that simple constellation

But now in my adolescence
Growing in frustration
Nothing is like what it was once
But there it was again that simple constellation

When everything is troubled
I know one place where I won’t have agitation
A place where I’ll be humbled
There, I will find that simple constellation

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