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MY JOURNEY AS A CHILD by Richie Kharis

I came into the world with my hands folded. Yet they welcomed me with laughter and danced the sorrow away for tomorrow. Soon, I could no longer walk with my four legs, I became a little star, running around the field with two legs. I sat inside a rolling box as we journeyed to the east not bold to tell anything about the strong black feet on-road miles I could only ask why the other stars ate with their fingers stained because I was born with a golden nail. Sooner or later, days turn into years,

MY JOURNEY AS A CHILD by Richie Kharis
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