little brats

I often think of the kids at the school when I'm doing or seeing something spectacular.

I bet they've never heard their voices echo inside an opera house or squinched their toes in sand on a clean beach.

I can't help but picture their expressions and reactions and how-long-it-would-take-whom to start acting up in a given situation.

I miss the little brats.

betholindo at 11:31 a.m.

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