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flower stems do backbends over my stretched-out-visage
breeze rises goosebump mountains on my arms
in the distance a monastery bell sends a soft alarm
birds swirl in loving color
smell of honeysuckle wafts by lazily
mind melts as crayons in the sunshine
alive and thriving on wisps of joy that float by on the clouds
remembering ingenuities of building tree forts and teepees
lusting for my carefree childhood
when i was less stained by the pain of life’s disappointments
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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