NOSTALGIA (I CANT REMEBER)

in poetry •  5 months ago

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    My childhood is comprised
    of pockets and
    mouthfuls of sugar,
    of running and never getting tired
    of running from the loving hand
    that never got tired of loving,
    of the sun setting too early
    and rising too late,
    of a thousand whippings
    I wish I never had and
    of a thousand bad kisses
    I wish I had,
    and a thousand more things
    I can't remember

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