One could only avoid life’s tragedies if one thinks like a child
Sees the world like a child
Loves like a child
I’ve forgotten how it was
To be a child
To look at the world in awe
And have endless imagination
I look at myself in the mirror
And the woman I’ve become
But I wish the child I was
The child in the past
Would run up to me
And remind me how it feels
To love so purely
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