Without The Microscope

Child: back then…
the world felt enormous,
a gigantic playground sums it up.
Laughter reigned.
Dreams formed.

Adult: now…
it seems smaller,
the microscope ripped away.
The real face of reality shows up.
Dreams are put on the back burner.

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