For toddlers

looking out through rose-tainted windows and peach-skin dreams. the world around you (you´re such a good boy) is such a new thing and you haven´t got the time (it´s time to leave the playground now) to waste on all these simple things like figurines on icy roller rinks or wet flamingos in bright pinks shining like the stars that drink the darkness out of the night the world around you fairly new might seem too small for all your dreams to bottle (you can be anything) and it is

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