“I see with my eyes.”but yet my heart can see.”it hears the love .and it sees the beauty.within, “but yet I hear the sound of angels.”cast down from heaven in the form of Children.”their eyes still new of Heavens Beauty their cheeks.”Still red from the wind burn coming down to earth to their mothers.for this time they shall grow.and learn.
“I see with my eyes.”but yet my heart can see.”it hears the love .and it sees the beauty.within, “but yet I hear the sound of angels.”cast down from heaven in the form of Children.”their eyes still new of Heavens Beauty their cheeks.”Still red from the... the true love of a child stories
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True love of a child

“I see with my eyes.”but yet my heart can see.”it hears the love .and it sees the beauty.within, “but yet I hear the sound of angels.”cast down from heaven in the form of Children.”their eyes still new of Heavens Beauty their cheeks.”Still red from the wind burn coming down to earth to their mothers.for this time they shall grow.and learn.

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