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Childhood...

A simpler time

When mandates were as yet unknown,

Responsibilities unlearned.

As children we were all more prone

To bask in rays of fantasy,

Creating worlds our very own,

Using blind imagination

As a stepping stone.

Images abound aplenty

In a child's quick mind,

Flashcards stored in memory,

No victim of surprise.

Not unlike the after image

Of a smiling face

That lingers even after

You've already closed you eyes.

Childhood... Filled with memories,

Remembrances to keep,

Tiny fragments of our past

To carry in our sleep.

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