A Child Learns About Life
He was the child of Origami
A child, brown eyes
A child of curiosity
in the Garden of Fruit
He holds his Chickens
Cares for them
one dies,
Mother says
son you know life is like this!
He looks at the sky
La Luna is standing alone
Glowing, And He says
The colour of my Chickens feathers!
He says mother hold me, let me cry
I understand the world now
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