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A Peek Into Simpler Times
A vivid memory of little me sneaking
Outside to sit under the starry night sky
Sending off some sweet wishes for coming
Days or whatever the Universe had planned.
A peek into simpler times can be dreadful;
To think back on all of those that build me
Into the person I am now, with fiery magic
Its afterglow brings even more liveliness.
That clueless child had a head full of dreams
Imagining all kinds of faiths for her people
Blocking the hurt of situations she had no
Control over it, to keep praying to the stars.
These flashbacks can create a very false grip
Of all the ways she chooses to share her story
Writing countless restarts to cover the flaws
Being an ever-needed change in this world.
© Madreia
Outside to sit under the starry night sky
Sending off some sweet wishes for coming
Days or whatever the Universe had planned.
A peek into simpler times can be dreadful;
To think back on all of those that build me
Into the person I am now, with fiery magic
Its afterglow brings even more liveliness.
That clueless child had a head full of dreams
Imagining all kinds of faiths for her people
Blocking the hurt of situations she had no
Control over it, to keep praying to the stars.
These flashbacks can create a very false grip
Of all the ways she chooses to share her story
Writing countless restarts to cover the flaws
Being an ever-needed change in this world.
© Madreia
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