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Just Wondering

I want to be little again.
Back when everything was wondrous
and surely magical.
All of the magic dissipates
as we age,
as we gain knowledge,
as our wisdom grows.
No more do we wonder,
we know.
We know why the sky is blue.
We know why the grass is green.
And we know why grass yellows
and dies
in the winter.
Science tells us.
In a way,
that is wondrous,
that is magical.
But it allows for no further pondering
because we know.
Although, there is one thing
I still find myself wondering.
Is knowledge a strength
if you no longer find yourself pondering?
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