When the child was a child, it walked with his arms swinging.
It wanted the stream to be a river, the river a torrent, and this puddle to be a sea.
When the child was a child, it didn't know it was a child.
Everything was full of life, and all life was one.
When the child was a child, it had no opinions about anything. It had no habits.
It sat cross-legged, took off running, had a cowlick in ......
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