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| Youth is pure and innocent Blissfully blind to world sight Optimistic, gentle and soft Love shines forth like a light Youth�s thoughts are beautiful They build many castles there Their special magic Oh so very rare These days of innocence What memories they will bring When youth yields to adulthood And dreams are on a wing Remember these days of youth With its magic oh so true Clear your mind For thoughts bright and new |
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| Copyright �April 2002 Kenna Marie Clayton |
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