Innocent.
Young.
Pureness.
This
innocent face from the lad outside. Seeking for his mom all the way upstairs.
“tata
tate” : 1 consonant sentence when he say goodbye.
Nothing
but cry.
Learn
about power.
And
recognizing around.
Shapes
and colors.
I
wonder what he thinks about the world around him. Does he know anything about
it?
Learning
from the lad, how you can give something from heart.
Things
that must be sacrificed.
Faith
and believing.
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