Time Fantasies

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Tis' a former child,
With a non-sustainability of wild.
Her bold and brave strides,
Were much too gone for a glide.

Her fearless delinquent mind,
Suspicious and mysterious inside.
Stealing cookies from lies,
Toys and candy of desire.

Self consciousness had no place,
In a world filled with space.
Herself inside, made of grace,
True to oneself in every case.

Deep below inside,
Beholds a wondrous, creative mind.
Filled with imagination and sublime,
A trait worth not forgetting anytime.

The sunlight shining in her eyes,
The smile she curls all the time,
The small curious mind inside,
A child worth not pushing behind in time.

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