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The little child gazed upon the clear blue sea Dreaming, praying, wishing for a change For he knew that things were meant to be For some reason, his life was prearranged Held captive to that other, the being inside He knew not of smiles, but sensed them about He wished to escape and no longer there hide To let the child that stays to one day come out

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 8/5/2008 5:38:00 AM
Michael - I reckon we all have our inner - child or being that we must deal with - god Bless
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