Hard to Say Goodbye to Tomorrow

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An open sketchbook on a colorful background with abstract representations of mountains and a sunset sky.
Where childhood dreams meet the canvas of possibility – an open sketchbook amidst a landscape of imagination.

In my childhood sketchpad, I etched dreams,
Drawing colorful lines creating life from unknown
Worlds unfurling from each stroke of my hand.
Tomorrow’s visions, in a no-man’s land.

My night thoughts would wander, free and wild,
To undiscovered places only a child could find.
Yet, dusk would dim those dreams
Etched on once vibrant pages.

Years have dulled youth’s vibrant sketches
Binding boundless dreams to tighter spaces.
Yet spark still lingers in the quiet twilight,
Tracing childhood dreams etched on sketchbook paper.