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Golden Cloud Boy

my life in bello monte wasn't easy
I was no golden cloud boy
showering confetti on everybody

the streets were old and cracked
cigarette butts and trash everywhere
still we played baseball and soccer
as if our lives depended on it

nintendo afternoons and coca-cola
kicks to the shins and spit on my face
it was a big merry-go-round
of magic and misery

the 90's were a cake
laced with strychnine

still, I miss it all
maybe I was happy
and never knew it

maybe after all
I was a golden cloud boy
Written by Mundus
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Author's Note
Inspired by Adelphina's "Foxes & Wolves". I wanted to try my hand at a kind of poetry between diary entry and traditional, imagery-rich verse. Hopefully you'll like it.
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