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Jul 2010
At the foot of the stair,
Breathing in the fresh air.
Walking home,
Text my mum on my phone.
Unlock the door,
Step onto the creaking floor.
Walk to my room,
Knocking over the broom.
Lay on my bed,
Resting my painful head.
Fall asleep,
Don't make a peep.
Wake up,
I am back to being young.
Copyright !!! Clara L. McAdam
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