The world is your oyster,
There's absolutely nothing in your way,
That you can't just ignore,
When you were born, you were an empty slate,
Fed by your five senses,
So enthralled by the possibilities,
You didn't care they were building fences,
For what could a barrier do to you?
You ne'er saw one before,
You could walk through it as far as you knew,
Besides, you could just soar,
Up to the sun,
There's no wax on your wings
'Less you think there's reason to be restrained,
You should be able to do anything.
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