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  • I carry you as much as possible, maybe it’ll help. Or maybe it’ll inhibit you. But whatever the reason is, I must say is that I love you. I carry you so you can rest in my arms. To let you know what it’s like to be cared for. To take a load off your back. I swing you around to find true childlike happiness. To rest from being an adult. And to see life is as enjoyable even through all the violence in the world and the hate. I want to show you this because we all need to find that child within us to see how wonderful the world is. But I must let you go back to being an adult and find how serious the world is. But remember that brief moment I uplifted that burden from the world. And see that our childhood fantasies causes us to smile and to tell us it is still with us. So keep on smiling because that’s what the world needs, which is us in each other’s arms.

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