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rainer maria rilke

Childhood, Inspiration

Oh Hours of Childhood

….Oh hours of childhood,
When each figure hid more than the past
And no future existed.
We were growing, of course, and we sometimes tried
To do it fast, half for the sake of those
Whose grownupness was all they had.
Yet when we were by ourselves,
Our play was in eternity.  We dwelt
In the interval between world and toy,
That place created from the beginning of time
For the purest of actions.

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