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When I was little and innocent I thought the world my friend I thought it best to be kind and curious and soft As I grew older and sadder I thought the world terrible I thought it best to be cold and distant and hard As I grow ever older and hopefully wiser I think the world neither bad nor good nor a mix in-between just as it is not worthy of kindness not deserving of cruelty.
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Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 11:00 PM UTC
When I was Little
When I was little and innocent I thought the world my friend I thought it best to be kind and curious and soft As I grew older and sadder I thought the world terrible I thought it best to be cold and distant and hard As I grow ever older and hopefully wiser I think the world neither bad nor good nor a mix in-between just as it is not worthy of kindness not deserving of cruelty.
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Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 11:00 PM UTC
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