I came across this poem today. It spoke to me in its simplicity and honesty.
The funny thing about fairy tales is that we forget about them so fast
We grow up, we buy things, we build up fences
We sell our innocence and forget our dreams
We forget who we are in order to be something we’re not
And we’ll keep believing in these so-called truths, until we forget how to live
Or until we open our eyes, and wake up.
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