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Nov 2018
Can you remember as I do
That feeling of adventure
Pain a memory and strength of will
The ringing of the landline

Sunlight in the mellow end
Of the greenest ocean
Wizard, you, and I a knight of yore
Mercy fall on all opposers to our bond

Pages dropped and we climbed
Slow to Heaven if you could even see
Dropped our armor and donned more fitting clothes
Only to drop each other's again

You live in those days of spring
The sweet smell of youth
Flashes of green die as thunder
Rolling booms echo like lies

Ivory whims and the saccharine silver
Shimmer and shine in the moonlight
But turn to rust in the light of day
Silence dies as the last leaf falls

You rest on the branches of the maple in the yard
Stand leaning on the signpost at the corner
And lie on the surface of the old pond
As transient and brief as a warm spring breeze

But again I do remember
The ring of the landline
The sunlight in the mellow end
Of the greenest ocean

You live in those days of spring
But winter came too quickly.
Will South
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Will South  24/M
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