kids, kids, kids

there’s something wonderful about spinning ’till you get dizzy

like we used to do

children don’t know how pure they are

they run like wild animals without the intention of running away

they sleep like nothing exists

without craving relief

they dance like skeletons without feeling haunted by missing spectators

they bathe in existence without dipping their toes into the pool of what should be

that’s how i want to be

 

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