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Children see life through a different lense, A creak in the hall could be death. Imagination stirs their mind to a frenze, Refusing the body to rest. Their wild minds consider every option, While we even critic what we see! Kids create quite a concoction, as we dumb it down to the utmost degree. So is this a pro or a con? Lets put it as simply as this: When the robber comes in with a gun, the kid's under the bed and you're dead!
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Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 1:31 PM UTC
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Children see life through a different lense, A creak in the hall could be death. Imagination stirs their mind to a frenze, Refusing the body to rest. Their wild minds consider every option, While we even critic what we see! Kids create quite a concoction, as we dumb it down to the utmost degree. So is this a pro or a con? Lets put it as simply as this: When the robber comes in with a gun, the kid's under the bed and you're dead!
mitchell-mays
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Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 1:31 PM UTC
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