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Precious Boys

How I love my two precious boys, and their never-ending need for toys. They are as different as night and day, how they act and what they say. They seldom work a team, unless they need to scheme. Their little minds are always on the go, what they're thinking we'll never know. Their only goal in life is to have fun, and going outside so that they can run. They will go all day without any rest, having to take a nap they truly detest. Although they always have time for a snack, love to eat that gummy fruit from the pack. Their zeal and energy for life is often inspiring, yet their dreams of growing up never tiring. Adults often wish to be a kid again, In order to escape life's stress and pain. In my life I have experienced many joys, many which have been spent with my precious boys.

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