Theft

Poetry by Stuart

A paradox

some of us are

The real us

is not what you see from afar

🌑

Those who don’t know

see us as a bore

Whereas we are childlike

and much much more

🌑

The magic of youth

has never quite left

We haven’t succumbed

to world weariness theft

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