Toys
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Companions, in a world created by me,
They helped me set my imagination free;
What seemed impossible in the real world that I got to see,
Was fulfilled in that dream world they offered me;
Without a spoken word, time used to flee,
When without a care, we weaved our own little story;
An unquenchable thirst, they created in me,
And I used to long for the joy of their company.
But treasures they may no longer be,
For I seem to be uninterested in their secret calls and humble pleas;
True are the words of wise elders who then said to me,
“Oh! These childhood pleasures.. You’ll outgrow them with age and maturity..”;
My passions are now different, as I can clearly see,
From those neglected toys lying in a corner, quiet and dusty;
I now realize, that to be a part of that joyful family,
Your childhood is the only entry fee.
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