A child lost at the fair
who does not yet know he's lost
is full of wonder and curiosity.
A child lost at the fair
who knows he's lost
is full of terror and despair.
A child lost at the fair
who knows he'll be found
is full of patience and anticipation.
We are all lost children.
Beautiful, my friend.
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Very nice indeed. Like the illustration, too!
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