Memories strain
against the brain
trying to swipe through
the forgetful fog
straight past drinking
something deeper instead
I want to try and find my childhood
buried in my head
strike the age of innocence
and the ease of disbelief
no conscious of self
bright colours and wonder
at everything around
and seeing everything as giants
with eyes so near the ground.
against the brain
trying to swipe through
the forgetful fog
straight past drinking
something deeper instead
I want to try and find my childhood
buried in my head
strike the age of innocence
and the ease of disbelief
no conscious of self
bright colours and wonder
at everything around
and seeing everything as giants
with eyes so near the ground.
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