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i remember a more tranquil world, of grassy hummocks and neat tamed lawns, lazy clouds and flags unfurled, upright backs 'midst hard-earned yawns i remember a more tranquil beat people cared how others fared there was laughter in the street there was joy as bread was shared i remember a world relaxed uncreased brows, a world untaxed, tuppence bought a pint of beer camaraderie and heart-felt cheer in the bustle at the airports, in the stations underground, queuing, handing tickets, passports, there were humans all around, somehow feelings were more simple, ****** purer and untouched, like the soft skin of a dimple of the smile i miss so much. yes, i remember a world serene people cared how others fared, there were smiles to be seen, but now that scene has gone and been. is my memory playing tricks a child's impression of Lego bricks? was the world a different place or was it always a big rat-race? or perhaps today there's still grace behind the neons and plastic face, scratch away the false surface morals 'n manners will surface.
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Nov 13, 2022
Nov 13, 2022 at 3:57 AM UTC
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i remember a more tranquil world, of grassy hummocks and neat tamed lawns, lazy clouds and flags unfurled, upright backs 'midst hard-earned yawns i remember a more tranquil beat people cared how others fared there was laughter in the street there was joy as bread was shared i remember a world relaxed uncreased brows, a world untaxed, tuppence bought a pint of beer camaraderie and heart-felt cheer in the bustle at the airports, in the stations underground, queuing, handing tickets, passports, there were humans all around, somehow feelings were more simple, ****** purer and untouched, like the soft skin of a dimple of the smile i miss so much. yes, i remember a world serene people cared how others fared, there were smiles to be seen, but now that scene has gone and been. is my memory playing tricks a child's impression of Lego bricks? was the world a different place or was it always a big rat-race? or perhaps today there's still grace behind the neons and plastic face, scratch away the false surface morals 'n manners will surface.
BLT's Merriam-Webster Word of The Day Challenge #hummock
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david-r
UK
Nov 13, 2022
Nov 13, 2022 at 3:57 AM UTC
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