Lost and Found
The magic is gone.
That childlike feeling has died.
I didn’t even get to say goodbye.
I didn’t even notice until it was too late.
No more excitement.
Nothing to look forward to.
I grew up too quickly.
That feeling,
That magical feeling,
The one that made everything seem okay,
Is gone.
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