A child, having seen its parents die in a fatal accident, thinks only of the happy times that have gone on before and nothing else. Therefore the child remains ingenuously unaware of the perilous journey laid out in front of it, of all the disappointments, the disillusion, and the falling to ruin which we call existence.


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