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May 11
going
childlike
and childish
who cares? as
long as
the golden
sun
still rolls on the ground
chasing
how? steps enter my voice
and heart murmur
follows
in quiet
breathing
childlike
wonder
Maria Mitea
Written by
Maria Mitea  50/F/Kingston, ON
(50/F/Kingston, ON)   
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