Childhood

In youth's embrace, where innocence did dwell,

Amidst the sirens' call, a carefree song,

The wind chimes danced, a melody to swell,

A symphony of days, sweet and strong.

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Upon the shores of fleeting childhood dreams,

Sandcastles rose, kissed by the salty air,

As laughter echoed in the sunlit streams,

A postcard of joy, memories to share.

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Yet time, relentless, like a silent grave,

Whispers of days that slip away too fast,

The wind chimes' tune, a melody to save,

Moments held captive in nostalgia's vast.

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Childhood, a fleeting, cherished art,

In winds of time, its echoes still impart.

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