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The Child Inside
The child inside of me.
is the child I used to be.
The hopes and fears
Of the child inside
are still alive in me,
and every day, in every way
I’m still the child inside.
The child inside shapes the view
of the world I see today
and the eyes of the child
are round and wide
and I will be their guide.
For the child inside everything is new,
every road ...
Friday 21st March 2014 12:29 pm
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