Wet Paint
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A child is like wet paint. When you touch wet paint, you leave prints that you can't take away. The paint will be forever imperfect . If you touch a child, you leave a mark that will nevertheless leave. The only difference is you can't redo a child after it is touched. Wet paint can be changed whenever you need. This is a problem.
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