I just started thinking
A whole bunch
Of great things
And great thoughts
That are inside of me
And I write as I feel
And I write what I see
One of these days
Someone is going to pick this up
And he is going to say
Who is this crazy kid
And why was he
So depressed
That will be a day long after
I am gone
And long after I die
Because I will protect
This for as long
As I can walk on this planet
But someday they are going to
Pick this up
And they are going to
Read all of these poems
That I have written
About all these crazy
And wild things
And I could see them
Picking this up
And thinking who is this
crazy kid
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