Sailor Moon

Memories of when I was younger.

Wondering if he's gonna be at the park for lunch.
I was pretty young, I know that much.
My group had to water our plant with coca-cola.
I still have the urge to say I don't want anything.
Running around, playing games and eating with all the other kids.
I just cared about anything fun.

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