Yesterday's Childhood
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Wispy willows blowing through my mind, touching yesterday's
childhood with gentle thought and an elite finesse.
Taking care to not drop one iota or particle into caverns
of despair, lest I find myself in tears once again.
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