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The uproar of the moment
that took so long.
Lingering.
Always in the back of your mind.
Who's thoughts are you thinking.
It doesn't seem to be real.
I want yesterday back.
Or was it so long ago
that I can't recall
when it was fine
to be me.
I want those back.
The days of when I laughed.
I don't do that much.
I want what I dreamed of,
The realness of being me.
JC ~
1 comment:
I know what you mean. I want yesterday back, too. All I get are more todays.
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