When did we become content stuck behind desks?
When did something as common as money become our sole pursuit?
When did we stop looking for the rare, the precious, the unattainable?
How did we become satisfied staring at a mundane screen – our lives governed by the rise...
or fall of something beyond our control?
When did we stop forging our own destiny?
A hundred uncertain days, their share of ups and downs are certainly better than a lifetime of monotonous security?
Have the battles been reduced to games?
Have the adventures been reduced to numbers?
Most importantly, when did we forget to be children?
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