Living in a world of the unknown.
My infant knew less, how could he condone.
So innocent and had sight
buh not the sight of his own
He was covered in a cloth
Buh was a gown coloured like dawn.
He would messed up,
and wouldn't know what he has done.
He would play around, and wouldn't know the energy gone.
Now infant he was has grown.
Every flashback to his infant site
Made him smile, and say what a clown he was.
Cause The kid that crawled, has now grown to see is past slides
The kid that crawled, has now grown moving in feets
The kid that crawled, has now grown from an isle to a mountain..

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