We can still hear the story
Of a wayward Gray
Who from the stalls of childhood
Killed his ambitions with procrastination
Curiosity kills our innocence
Even the frailest one
Becomes the wildest with knowledge
Antipathy kills our heart
Even the lovely one
Becomes the devil with evil
Fear kills our hopes
Even the lively one
Becomes cold with fright
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