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Reminiscence
bring me a fancy time machine
I want to go backwards!
dial up the bygone days
when the emerald grass
was cool and waxy
beneath my tanned bare feet,
where cicadas sang loudly,
their high-pitched death song
the perfect accompaniment
to long, hot afternoons
spent rubbing buttercups
under my still-smooth chin
and gulping ice cold water
from hot metal fountains
after waiting my turn,
sweating in the high sun
I want to go backwards!
dial up the bygone days
when the emerald grass
was cool and waxy
beneath my tanned bare feet,
where cicadas sang loudly,
their high-pitched death song
the perfect accompaniment
to long, hot afternoons
spent rubbing buttercups
under my still-smooth chin
and gulping ice cold water
from hot metal fountains
after waiting my turn,
sweating in the high sun
Published 27th Apr 2020
| Edited 24th May 2023
Author's Note
Day 26
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27th Apr 2020 5:43pm
Lovely memory......
relatable in childhood
with pals
with parks
with summers
.....Yeah
relatable in childhood
with pals
with parks
with summers
.....Yeah
30th Apr 2020 10:39pm
30th Apr 2020 11:21pm
30th Apr 2020 11:33pm
This was rendered with lovely and vibrant detail Luna, in vivid dimensions. 💖🙏🏻
1st May 2020 1:52am
Anonymous
- Edited 9th Apr 2022 5:45am
30th Jun 2020 6:42pm
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