Ignorance isn’t Bliss, Naivety Is

I miss being young sometimes, really young. I remember that feeling I had while watching movies or cartoons; I remember being told stories and seeing them in my mind. The feeling is that anything is possible. The world is so full of wonder and magic when you are just a kid. The older I get, the less magic is left. The older I get, the less wonder there is, because I understand more about the world, and the more I understand the world, the more I hate being a part of it.

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