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Remember the days when we would run through this world freely and unburdened?
Remember the energy and the curiosity of those early years,
The boundless imagination and the eagerness to savor every moment?
Remember the acceptance of every idea, The openness to every person,
The innate generosity of heart?
How can I keep it alive? How can I rescue it from the clutter of growing up?
Is there even an iota of that innocence
still residing inside of me?
I look at you and suddenly it all makes sense. It was never over. It was just resting,
Waiting to see a glimpse of your warming eyes.