Intellect Holding Childhood
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Walking through life, being curious, wondering like
a child.
Intellect still holding onto beauty and innocence,
the purity of childhood.
A grown-ups world still being seen in a detailed
innocence, wishing to never lose this quality in life.
Thinking it will never fade or disappear because in
sixty-four years it has not.
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