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flickers of youth
We were golden once,
In the summer haze, our laughter untamed,
running through fields of possibility,
Unaware of the shadows lurking at the edge.

But now the light fades,
Dreams slipping through our fingers like sand,
The weight of grown-up sorrows
Pressing down, heavy and relentless.

We used to dance in the rain,
Innocence our armor, joy our shield,
But the storm has grown fierce,
And our hearts have grown weary.

The colors of our childhood,
Once vibrant and wild,
Now muted, washed out,
By the relentless march of time.

I see it in your eyes,
The spark dimmed, the light fading,
A silent scream for the days
When we were free, unbound.

We are the echoes of our past,
Ghosts of who we used to be,
clinging to fragments of a world
That is slipping away.

In the rare quiet moments
When the night wraps its arms around me,
I feel the weight of what we've lost,
The sadness of a dying childhood.

We are the children of the twilight,
caught between the dawn and dusk,
searching for the light we once knew,
But finding only shadows.
© jMaj161914