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Trust | ||
Kids with strangers first are shy, Looking like they're going to cry. Then they slowly start to smile, Free of any fear or guile. They will sit upon your lap, Knowing that it's not a trap. They will gladly hold your hand, Going where the outing's planned. Praise the Lord for children's trust, May their feeling never rust. We should learn to emulate Their transparent, friendly state. | ||
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