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On the awareness of the self, and what we can, no longer see, as we enter into, our, adulthoods…the column by Jimmi Liao, translated by me…
If you’re invisible, then,
I won’t play with you anymore.
But, the bunnies, they can all, see me.
the artwork of Jimmi Liao, courtesy of UDN.com
And this, is when you’d, lost that childhood imagination, when you can no longer, see the things that used to be there, that were only, available, in a young child’s minds, like imaginary friends, fairies, gnomes, leprechauns, and that’s, really sad, how us adults have to, lose all of that, in order, to become who we currently are right now.
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