Lost dream
Once upon a time there was a little child who had a really big imagination. I remember the wonderful time I had with this child, who created me a long time ago. And I also remember the most painful farewell whose scars have never gone away.
"Come with me! Come with me and watch me growing up!", said this little child. And I saw the tears in his big eyes, when I shook my head with my shiny mane.
"You have to grow up. But I would never be happy if I came with you. A touch of fantasy is good, but too much will harm you. Don't lose yourself in the real world."
And even if it hurt when the child crossed the bridge and left me forever, I would rather be a lost dream than part of an uninspired reality.
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