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WHO WILL CRY FOR THE WOUNDED, THE INNOCCENT LITTLE CHILDREN? WHO ONLY KNOWS YOUR EYES TO LOOK INTO AND TO FIND A PLACE TO HIDE. IMAGINE IF YOU WILL, BEING SEVEN YEARS OLD AND HAVING TO LEARN ABOUT THE WORLD THROUGH EXPERIENCE WHILE OTHERS BY WHAT THEY ARE TOLD. YOU HAVE TO LEARN FAST, TO NOT GET DESTROYED BY THE IGNORANCE OF ANOTHER, CAUSE EVERYONE AROUND YOU IS COLD, SEEM CONTROLLED BY ANOTHER. YOU SEE: SPIRITS ARE REAL, AND THEY DON'T DESCRIMINATE, THEIR ONLY JOB HERE IS TO PLANT AND SPREAD HATE. THE DEEDS ARE EVIL FROM DUST TO SAWN, IT HAVE YOU LOOKING FOR ANYONE SHANE, THAT YOU CAN DEPEND ON. EVRYONE SEEMS TO BE QUITE ALOOF, BUT THE PAIN YOU FEEL ARE REAL AND YOU HAVE THE PROOF. WHEN WILL SOMEONE WAKE UP AND CRY OUT FOR YOUR PAIN,OR WILL THE THEY PRETEND NOT TO SEE, IF THEY FEEL THEY WON'T GAIN. PARENTS PLEASE PAY ATTENTION TO YOUR CHILD, SIT DOWN AND TALK TO THEM AWHILE, AND YOU JUST MIGHT BE SURPRISED AT WHAT YOU MIGHT LEARN. THANK YOU!

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