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Clasping Memories

I clasped  
Onto my memories  
As if they where the only thing of value
A favourite broken toy  
I couldn’t discard  
 
Played with them like a child  
Rebuilding a world  
Where I could smile again  
A sweet innocence I thought had died  
Now rekindled a reborn flame  
 
Often wondered where he went  
As the years rolled on  
His playfulness faded  
But he held on to my shadow  
Hoping I would remember him  
 
I clasp these memories tight  
For in them is me  
The true me  
The little boy who never gave up  
Unlike his adult version  
 
I hark back to those times  
Where each breath sparked imagination  
Fear had no grip on me yet  
I had the courage  
To climb and explore  
 
Age has battered me  
Tried to take he best out of my soul
Somehow I survived  
Maybe through the courage I had as a boy  
That never really left me
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