Shows the passage of time,
Yet we hope to maintain
Our innocence
Our delight
Our enthusiasm for life.
Life that consumes our energy,
Hones our ambitions,
Molds our beliefs, and
Hardens our convictions,
Until we dream again.
Dreams of a new-found love
Of people,
Of art, and
Of rest
When our weary souls
Hold on to the vestige of a childhood
Caught in suspended animation…
If only in our minds.
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