April 2, 2018
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As leaves fall in accordance to winter

And as the porch swing waltzes with the wind

I stare at the dull stars and wonder
If the sun will ever shine again.
The sound of the
Metal on metal
And the look of the
Dust on dust

I am now realizing to my demise

my simple mind is struggling to form thoughts:

I can remember the jingle of the bell you ring 
But I cannot remember my mother’s face.
I can remember the pain of the cuts you give
But I cannot remember the way freedom tastes.
I stop my thinking and swallow my pride
I am too young to be using my head. 
But as the leaves keep on falling
And the swing keeps on dancing
I wonder
Will the sun ever shine again?

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