Do you remember when you left me? When you were too grown-up to play when I visited? When you no longer found a monster under the bed, in the closet?
Do you remember where you left me? Am I in the box you packed your beloved childhood toys for safe keeping? Did you toss me out with your once favorite fuzzy slippers?
Do you remember the fun we had in worlds of our own, adventures of our making? Back when the world belonged to you and I. You believed everything was possible, and you could be anything.
All the fun we once had; do you miss me – as I do you?
Lovingly, Your Imagination.
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