#WritcoPoemPrompt49 @AtulPurohit
The days of slate and chalk,
Are not easy to erase,
They hold memories,
Of my childhood,
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The days of slate and chalk,
Are not easy to erase,
They hold memories,
Of my childhood.

Innocence and laughter,
Fill the air with joy,
Running through fields,
Like a carefree child.

The days of endless play,
Seem like a...