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Do they know what they do?

Do they know what they do when a child's first born? Or do they just play it by ear? Should they pass off whats taught to them by their lot? Or spare him the pain that they lived? Does he show her the world and all that it has? Or just place it on top of her head... Does she teach him what aught and what naught to be done? Or leave him to learn from the pain. Do they know what to do, when the child's took away? Will they fight or resign in the end. Does he spare not the rod; does he unknowingly rob what time the child has in the end? Is she coarse, is she curt? Does she shatter self worth? Is he left like a shell that's unfurled. When they corrected mistakes, were they gentle or firm? Did they cower in fear far away. Do they know what they do? Do they live in the truth? Do they care what's been left deep within.
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Written by
michael-hughes
American
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Written by
michael-hughes
American
Published
Aug 9, 2010
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