Storybooks were a portal / out of the little kid world / that we’d been imprisoned in / no matter what we did / we could never win / someone would always come along / and put us back into our place / wipe that smile off of our face / send us straight up to our room / and try to shoot down / the man in the moon / but storybooks told us otherwise / they showed us that the real world / was also full of lies / and nothing we ever imagined / was impossible to find / once we discovered the doorway / to the eternal universe / of the great expanding mind.

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