The world is in the hands of children. 
 I would look at the world with the clarity of his birth. 
 curiosity that children have to discover the new. The 
 unknown. 
 The maternal symbiosis. 
 Quell'assolutezza that permeates a relationship so special and unique, that no scientist would be able to explain it. 
 smiling innocently Each day of creation, to the joy of the rain, like the birth of a new day, for ease of understanding through the senses. I would like to become ... 
 gesture. 
 understand and I wish I could send with your hands, what words can not digest anything. 
 And listen, to recognize familiar sounds, and enclose them in small tin cans, where they can not disperse. 
 I would spend hours watching the sea, because I can tell my heart what I can never see with their eyes. 
 More and more I want to become ... myself. 
 and tie balloons to every word, because it can reach its destination. Why 
 freedom will not cease to exist.  
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