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May 2023
A lot of us are depressed
And  feel unfulfilled simply because
We’ve forgotten how to play
How to jump for joy
We’ve walked too far away
From the child within,
We have forgotten the sense of incitement
The wonder that magnifies the smallest
Of things into mountains of joy
We've forgotten how it feels to be Excited about something or
Perhaps about nothing at all
We have forgotten how it feels
To be curious like the moon
To use our  imagination to create
Whatever makes you feel good
Even for a moment in time
Take yourself on a vacation , relax
Kiss the sand with your feet
        As the waves tickle your toes
    And blown away your woes
By simply close both your eyes
          And get lost on purpose
                    For just a little while.
Edmund black
Written by
Edmund black  39/M/NJ
(39/M/NJ)   
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