Let's go back to the days
when kids dreamed
about the stars and diving
the mysteries of the blue waves.
Oh, the innocence
before life stole that
away from them.
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Constellation
PoetryHere lies the speck of words orbiting in my own galaxy that was once lost but finally found its own constellation.
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Let's go back to the days
when kids dreamed
about the stars and diving
the mysteries of the blue waves.
Oh, the innocence
before life stole that
away from them.
