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Frivolity

They mock the frivolity,
every bit of it that is left
inside each of us
just to make us look mature,
seldom do they know,
this frivolity needs mature minds
to understand and be contained,
It is never easy to neglect the kid inside,
you need a heart to let it play
and a mind to let it sleep.

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