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Apr 2015
He cannot fly
He cannot hop
He cannot run at all
But you should see,
The way he goes,
Slowly up the wall.

He cannot skip,
Or race about.
He has one way to go,
And as I watched him,
I must say,
He's good at going slow.
never leave hope its never the last time
Written by
Charlie  India
(India)   
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   Margaret B and Andrew Name
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