Inside us is a child,
Forever young and wild,
That loves to jump into puddles,
Don't even mention the cuddles,
That looks at clouds in the sky
And doesn't doubt the right to cry,
That dances to the melody of our heart's raphsody,
Now tell me,
Where did that child go?
And you always answer,
"I'll never know..."
But is that really the truth?
N.P.R.
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Posted on 3/14/17.
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الشعرThis are just poems that I have written myself, about anything and everything. I hope you enjoy :).
