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Past, Present, Future This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

Past.
We're flying.
We're on top of the world.
We're ecstatic.
Our feet don't touch
The ground until
The bell rings.
The rubber seats
And metal chains;
They're our thing.
We're flying, we're free
And naive.

Present.
We're strangers.
We're different.
We're alone.
I still wonder
If you remember
Being the
King and Queen
Of the rubber seats and
Metal chains.
Our eyes meet
And we flinch.
I don't get why
This happened.
We were so
H



a
p

p

y.

Future.
We're gone.
We're off.
We're separate.
There she goes.
Your “one and only.”
Inside I wonder,
“Was that me?”

Strangers.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.





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