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The Child MAG

By Anonymous

   I want to be like one of those

swiftly riding moonbeam horses,

wishing upon the first dim hope

of life.

So innocent.

To believe that the fairy tale

Might one day be mine.

To drink the nectar of youth

through a candy straw,

And dream of years to come.





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