A Child

 Deep within me, a child resides he knows no grammar nor worldly-wise. If education and knowledge, threaten to kill the child then I prefer to go grammerless and save the child.

Few words I know, I put together not to touch the soul of the wise, but just to give freedom to the child within. The child within is very small, but remember the eyes are small, they see far, as far as the horizon. Hope to see through your eyes hope you see through mine too.

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