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Oct 2020
I owe my childhood friends gold
for all the memories I still hold

I carry them everywhere I go
and I whisper their names once a month
to remind myself they exist

even if we only spoke ten words
I still carry you in my head

those dark winter days
and the bright spring afternoons

I can't forget those innocent moments
where we all had pure eyes and clean mouths

they've forgotten me
I know

I faded into a figure with no name
no face

but their faces are still crystal clear
like a picture I saved inside a locked box

I owe them the world
I owe them a smile and thank you
eileen
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eileen
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