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The Children Run
A Heptastich.
Reminiscing of our three-nipper sons
from a distant reality, far-flung.
Whenever the children run, laugh, or play.
Life through their eyes is but a game.
And they will change, soon that time comes.
Whenever the, children run, laugh, or play.
It's like Manna from Heaven. What, more need I say.
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R J. Elless
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