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As If We'Re All the Same

I wish, while getting older, as adults we could devise...
a way to grow up and mature…but keep our child eyes.

For children do not see differences in our color, sex or name...
They hold hands and talk to everyone…
as if we we’re all the same.

Children welcome all visitors who enters through their door.
Theirs is a world of peace and love…They do not think of war.

I have no proof it would be different
but I do love to surmise...
what our world would look like today
if we had kept our child eyes?

Would we welcome all visitors who enter through our door?
Would ours be a world of peace…would we never think of war?

Would we not see differences in our colors, sex or names
Would we hold hands and talk to everyone…
as if we were all the same?
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