RE: Poetry #10: Eulogy for the Ones We Left Behind

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Poetry #10: Eulogy for the Ones We Left Behind

in poetry •  7 years ago 

Yet another personally prescribed purpose I have for poetry is capturing the ephemeral. This poem is about once more, for me, the fleeting days of childhood and it’s ironically eternal grip on my mind.

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