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A Child�s Innocence
Time passes,
And you grow up too fast,
And you have no time to be a child.
Time has passed
As you live,
As you grow,
The things you know,
You will show
A child�s innocence is a gift.
It�s the only gift we�re given.
Everything else must be fought for
When we grow up too fast,
Our pure innocence does not last |
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