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Be prolific

My mouth is full,

I have cleaned my room,

Most importantly,

I’ve spent time with family,

The joy of playing with kids,

Makes me feel so young,

My mind is buzzing,

With things to tell them,

I think we should let kids be kids,

They are not afraid,

Atleast not afraid to tell their mind,

I purposelly deny the thought,

That kids are crazy,

I look at kids,

And see understanding,

A warm heart that fills up the room,

We should all behave like kids,

Atleast some of the time,

Learn from their beautiful mind and amazing heart,

We grown up take ourself,

Way too serious,

Why not let go for one day,

Be prolific,

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