I love little kids, they are like fallen angels innocent, happy and free. I love the way they pertain things and situation. They just eat if they are hungry, cry when they are hurt and giggles when they are happy. But there existence saddens me, I used to be like them too not until reality opens my eyes and let me see through the life behind. When laughing becomes a defense mechanism, when crying isn't a solution to ease the pain and we are being caged in this painful frame. Sad but true but I hope someday we can change the situations that pushes us to be not a little angel even if we wanted to.
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Kids do appreciate even the simplest thing.