Walking on the crystal, glass water in the universe
The sliver spaceship leads us to another level of the world that we do not know as we collected the stamps and stars and golden flags
It was only her and I being young, reaching challenging levels and stories until we reached the galaxies
It was all just a game in the end, but it taught us their is more outside of the land then the current Earth under our feet
We were something else, my sister and I, but I remember it all the clouds and the rainbows; but now she didn't come back to our adventure for another reason
She grew up.
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Nostalgia
Short StoryAll of my most important, missing, bonding, and magical memories from my childhood that I remember and cherish in poetry form/short story form. By Tamara Dovodja
