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It is often said that childhood is over The first time we realize we are finite creatures When our simple worlds, that once were vast And all of existence, shrink to the infinitesimal.
Our worlds were empty of decisions Naked of deception, choices always simple How did our colors fade, ravaged by a singular moment All of our tomorrows shadowed in each new today.