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A curious boy Walks on street Asking his father What're those, What're these His mother, holds his hand With her gentle smile And his sister says with a sigh "Oh God, from where these questions come in his mind."
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Oct 28, 2020
Oct 28, 2020 at 2:20 AM UTC
My Family
A curious boy Walks on street Asking his father What're those, What're these His mother, holds his hand With her gentle smile And his sister says with a sigh "Oh God, from where these questions come in his mind."
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Oct 28, 2020
Oct 28, 2020 at 2:20 AM UTC
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