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Ana Gutierrez Sep 2012
When I was a child
I played under raindrops
hold on on ropes
chased lizards
and dreamed about blizzards

When I was a child
I painted on walls and pages
now I paint on canvas and faces
I ran around holding hands
now I walk around with books under arms

When I was a child
I asked "Why is the sky blue?"
"Why can't I touch the glue?"
"Why is the grass green?"
"Why can't I play with the screen?"
"Why are the trees tall?"
"Chocolates, Why can't I eat them all?"

When I was a child
I talked nonsense
I had no common sense
But I was always smiling
I was always laughing
And do even now...

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