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Nov 2015
The children run and fly in a world of their own,
they know not of sin nor of danger.
Their innocence is always shinning
yet their mischief is viewed as silly. They are special,
these children.
They care not for the world that surrounds them; only play is on their minds. These children fly high in the sky-soaring and touching the sun.
They do not burn. They are the brightest stars in the darkest of nights.
Will you come and fly away with them?
Come, spread your angel wings and soar high in the sky!!
Ninja bunnie
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Ninja bunnie
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   Lior Gavra
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