Envious are we of the moments that seem so long ago, yet remain so close in our hearts.
The moments where we were free as children, never having a burden the world .
The days where we wanted to be the superhero who would come to save the damsel in distress; or the chivalrous knight that slays the fire breathing dragon.
Yet as we grow older our minds tend to wander less and less.
Chocolate paradises become faded memories that are replaced with structure and order.
Although some of us hold onto her childhood imagination.
Those of us who do are like spider webs at present.
We remain still but we have an everlasting beauty.
Were there to catch what is fallen or overlooked and hang onto it with all our might.
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