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Apr 2019
The kid knows
No numbers.
Only mass.
No names of colours.
Only colours.

It walks without counting
The steps
Or if it does
It's just for
Fun.

The earth does not
Count either.

A wiser man might say
That we should be prepared.

The kid
   Looks
at the man,

Shrugs,

Walks ahead.
Me
Written by
Me  Here and Now
(Here and Now)   
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