Childhood illusion
When I was asleep,
Child hood memories crept in,
As I entered a realm of fantasy,
where childhood's joy was reborn.
Hopping and jumping ,
with wild freedom, untethered and free.
Where smiles stretched across the land,
Where we all sang and jumped into ecstasy,
Where joy and laughter flew in abundance ,
And I felt freedom unlimited.
But suddenly I woke up from the deep slumber,
And realized it was just a wishful illusion.
Yet, the memory remains, a bittersweet refrain.
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