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To Be
I wish to be a human upon a land of mythical creatures and to do good deeds
With my dwarven brethren him on a pony and me on my wily steed
To go hunting through the world of evil searching for that one glorious quest
And to find and open that one coin filled chest
Or to fight in a dragons den
While lutes and flutes and horns play the works I have made with my pen
Or to join a crusade and go to holy lands
To hold a wicked sword in my sweaty hands
O how I wish to be so much more than I am
But then I awake and find I have been all of them
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