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the definition of
Lost my childhood,
Long time ago
There I stood,
In your eyes I'll show
What you still have,
Turn your head to the wind and hills I once had
See the fragile birds in the fountain bath
Follow the sparkling dust up the mountain path
Moving purple jelly trees with cherries ontop
Vanilla flower seeds and flowing waters that never stop
Never to run dry,
This land will never die
But for I it already has
I went too fast,
Shouldve gone slow
My chance has already passed,
Now, I will never get to know..
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Comments
KiroGTZ Says:
lovely poem^-^