The Key from shuyet by SnakeAppleTree

Remembering
That time when
You’re a kid
When you first go into an environment
It blows your mind
You’ve never seen anything like it before

It’s got everything
Aladdin‘s cave of mysteries
And cool stuff
You never imagined
Could exist

An insight into a wonderful world,
The capsule of a theme
It’s very existence proves is real
There are others like this
Out there

And you feel it
Within yourself
You’re one of them too
You never knew it before
You belong.

There’s a Guardian of the mystery
Perhaps the person who built the place
Or has been left in charge
Because they’re trusted
They’ve really got it together

To epitomise that as a person
They become your role model
You love them
You want to be like them
You want them to like you

They look you in the eye with a smile
And
They give you something
Something special from that world
A key into it
Your own very special thing

And you have to go away from there
And you lose it
Because you’re just a kid,
You mourn for it

Which provides you with the longing
The deepening need
To be more like that thing, that place
To reimagine yourself

So you find yourself
Amongst the lost ones
And this is our place

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