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Feb 2020
He reached into the sandbox
And found all the favorite toys
I thought I lost long ago
Picked up a red bucket
And told me we could rebuild the sandcastle
That some kid stomped all over
He asked if I wanted to be the princess
And I told him 'I want to be the Red Ranger'
I expected him to say something stupid,
Like 'Girls can't be the Red Ranger'
But instead he replied, 'Cool, I'll be Yellow'
I write for myself
lyka
Written by
lyka  F/Cebu City, Philippines
(F/Cebu City, Philippines)   
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   Sanjali
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