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The Flight of Childhood (Free verse) by Ellie95

The blessings of childhood pass fast with the time. An infant born of labour, grows fast through childhood, Flies through the time eager to grow. the blessings of Children and the emaginations take flight. The innocence but just a moment lasts.

hipster flare 3-Mar-03/5:37 AM
Certainly could have had more specific images and less superfluous words. has a certain "greeting card" quality that borders on stomach virus.




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