Innocence Is Bliss
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Sandra Feldman
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Glow, glow,
Soft little Lamb
That does not know
Of treacherous
Behavior,
The power of destruction
Thus possessed in language
Used with bitter flavor,
Bad intent,
In innocence there is
A saving flow
You cannot fear,
Or be corrupted by,
What you don't see
Or even know.
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