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A glimpse back in time
my childhood was the best time
I'd seek new adventures daily
I wrote my first poetry at age 6
which I carry to my grave
this world swallowed me into the depths of hell
which i crawled out with the help
of the almighty
without faith I'd be a shadow
in the mist below my feet
time is the concept of speed
which waits for none
I've awaken in the future
wanting more of the second before
I wrote this
© Layla Janerio