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Paper dolls and fireflies
discarded lives and fleeting thoughts.
I wish I may, I wish I might
find broken things and see the light.
Wooden floors and powder puffs,
these echoing thoughts leave fingerprints
Of memories gone by the way,
full of regrets for yesterday.
Sugar tea and mosquito bites,
winter days leave a metallic taste.
Blood brothers fight amid a cry for peace,
tye dye curtains, starch to hold the crease.

Come back time!  I have more to say!
I lost my tomorrow and yesterday!
I loved and lost and kicked and screamed -
Was it all a dream?