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Time travels and

lets us grow

lets us see

lets us choose

paths we wish to wander. 

There are many small wonders which

we observe from our knees

as children, learning, finding

our own meanings in things. 

Then there are theories and standards

expectations

and our own meanings are no longer

of value. 

Yet we wander on. 

And there comes a time when the wonders

stop. 

And everything turns grey. 

Nothing new. 

Nothing flourishing. 

Nothing fragrant. 

Nothing. 

Fatigue, and loss. 

Lack of...

life. 

And we could die right there, happy

to be rid of it all.  

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or, we could live
and carry our childhood with us
and infect everyone around
with wonder
i was reading a book
called "the art of learning"
and it was about re-living
the wonder
to learn more
to live more