To be once more.
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betweenthestars
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We all used to be. I think we all forget how to be, we are too caught in the moment, the temporary, to realize who we are. Especially in this age of information, where everyone's ideas are available to be accessed with ease it becomes hard to differentiate ones own thoughts from the thoughts of others.

I truly believe there is a philosopher in everyone.

Source: https://allpoetry.com/poe...

To be once more.

To be once more:

To be once more a babe in loving hands

To know only innocence and joy

To wish only for my mother's voice and father's arms

To sit in the sun and make friends of toys

To go back before the teacher's shout

Before the weakening of all things

To retreat past the church and library's spite

To wonder only what the next day brings

To dash back past the dark discoveries

Before the blackening of days to come

Behind the loss and memories

Before bones were weak and mind was numb

And before the strange epiphany

Of mortality blood and flesh

Back before hopes untimely end

Back before any thing is left

And before I lay here in my bed

And dreamed of a life set free

Scrawled down words that never help

Mind plagued with days I could not live to see.

To be once more a babe in loving hands

To know only innocence and peace

To wish only for mother's voice and father's arms

To never dream that these sweet days would cease.

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