maturity does not abandon the memories of infinity.
in our juvenile quest to grasp our lives & the world,
we had our first glimpse of infinity;
in our struggle to fit in the disillusioned society,
the euphoria & memories often dumped like teenage idealism.
it's not maturity.
maturity has infinity captured in a mortal story
the way we were taught what 'green' color is by looking at the trees
the way novelists reveal truths of life in made-up stories
continues the passionate pursuit & enthusiastic idealism,
albeit in a more concrete, down-to-earth manner.
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