When the world is filled with cotton candy hearts and bubblegum drops,
And fairy tales of endless love and happiness never stopped.
Blue skies with objects as clouds,
A colorful world of laughter no doubt.
Trickling streams of something new to learn,
Moments that turned to nostalgia earned.
Core memories created daily,
A simple fall and scrape mended immediately.
Tears of sadness over simple things,
Things that was forgotten in a blink.
A world that was only in the current moment,
A life lived in imaginations and travels to worlds urgent.
Winds under kites to freedom,
Simple games with nature cured that boredom.
A child's innocence of what life meant,
Those few years before troubles imminent.
In these times souls lament,
As reality hits and childhood innocence silently went.
~Alis Grace.
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ALIS GRACE
ŞiirTHE CONFUSION OF A PERSON, OF A THING; A NEW IDENTITY, A NEW LIFE OF WHAT IS THERE TO BRING, THE STORY OF A PERSON WHO HAS LOST EVERYTHING, A NEW DRAMA PEICE IN THIS WORLD OF SIN. QUEUES OR LINES, FEAR AND LOVE WHAT IS TO BE EXPECTED IN THIS BOOK VI...
