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Let's rip off our clothes and run naked through the streets and tell the world I Don't Care.
Let's trample the grass and roll down hills like we did when we were children.
Let's embrace the day and not let go until long past sundown.
May we stay forever young and not let reality interfere with our imaginations we have substituted.
The stuffiness of convention is a prison we must escape from.
So do what you want when you want and for as long as you want,
For the heart that is free and the body that is unbound is a protest against the boredom of normalcy
Which ends lives long before the bodies are laid in the grave.
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