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I used to worry about losing my child like view of the world.
My love. I didn't want to suffer from the cynicism that seems
to tint people's outlook on life. But as I myself have gotten
older, I've realized that some things have to be left behind
with your teens. I like to think I've substituted my naivete
with a wisdom that will only deepen with experience. So a lot
of my beliefs have now been tinted with not cynicism but
caution. I know now how it feels to be disappointed in love,
betrayed by friends and witness to cruelty. And while I remain
positive that there is good in most people, I put my hand in
fire fully understanding that I'm willingly burning myself.
I'll never be naive again.