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Chains
Maybe the problem is we lost the child in us,
The one who saw this world with curiosity in its bright eyes,
Where everything was new, and every place an adventure.
Maybe the child in us is somewhere deep,
Chained down by the disappointments and cruelty that this world has shown.
Maybe instead of locking the door,
we can let her breathe,
And view the world through her eyes,
A reminder that there is more to this world
than what society has taught us.
© CDL Poetry
The one who saw this world with curiosity in its bright eyes,
Where everything was new, and every place an adventure.
Maybe the child in us is somewhere deep,
Chained down by the disappointments and cruelty that this world has shown.
Maybe instead of locking the door,
we can let her breathe,
And view the world through her eyes,
A reminder that there is more to this world
than what society has taught us.
© CDL Poetry
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