Living Through An Inner Child

R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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People thinking they know who we are, just fool themselves with this asinine knowledge of theirs. We live life through our inner child, even though everyone sees us as mature, wise and knowledgably responsible in life. Never knowing our truths, yet they are jealous trying to separate us from them - even though they don't know they exist, only wanting to kill that part of us that they don't understand. We celebrate life fully through our inner child and keep them safely hidden from others, protecting and only letting maybe one or two people in life to see them openly. Trusting only these special people, because their inner child responds to our own throughout life.

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