The movement of life
From your world going from what you can see,
to all that you can learn and all that you're suppose to believe,
years go by and imagination fades,
friends lose touch and life loses it's colorful shades,
reality sets in killing all wonder,
the mind is blown away at the idea of sonder,
but stop and take a second in the moment you are in,
bring back the childish fun and love all over again,
and enjoy life for all that it is.
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