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Open letter to the world.
From a child that you've turned old,
From a child that we all were,
When'd you turn our toys so gore?
When'd you turn our dreams to dust?
When'd you turn childplay into lust?

When did money just take over?
How did playing just get over?
We dreamt of reaching the sky
With our imagination, in our games,
Now it's just something we'd really like to buy,
Just to win over others some stupid mindgames.

Open letter to the world.
From a child that you've turned old,
Tell us where's our innocence,
Most of us forgot this word,
Not to mention its sweet sense.
Look at us, then look again,
Are you sure that we're to blame?!...