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Kai Kitayama A Joy ForgottenTaking in all that he sees, The baby can find joy in even the slightest little thing Because everything is new, An adventure waiting to be opened The lack of knowledge brings happiness Where facts restrict the ability to appreciate When was the last time, That playing with blocks was like a computer game? And observing a butterfly was like watching TV? With age, the capability to revere disintegrates All the wonderful delights, are abandoned The years that one was a baby The joys forgotten The joys, that all should remember And admire once again, as an adult |
[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2012 EDITION]
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