Still

I remember the days of innocence

promises left between the cracks in the sidewalks

dandelion blowing in the wind

but they always seemed to stay just long enough, floating sparkles in the sky

we’d lift our heads towards the ocean

sea breeze mix of hope and wonder

lungs filled with oxygen

breathing

weeping

grieving

life life life

i swear it is hiding beneath the staircase, it is tucked under the corner

it is planted beneath this pavement

it is trying to speak

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