Without The Microscope

As a child:

back then, the world seemed enormous,
like a gigantic playground.
Laughter prevailed.
Many dreams materialized.

As an adult:

the world appears smaller,
the microscope ripped away.
The authentic face of reality presents itself.
Dreams simmer on the back burner.

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