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Do the thoughts of those who knew you well
        when you were young and full of life 
concern you now much farther down 
        this road of struggles, pain and strife?

Do they know your mind, the grit and grind
        that molded you like clay?
Or look upon you as if nothing's changed 
        since childhood yesterday?

Do some words you write make them feel uptight 
        igniting hidden feelings,
Flowing unexpectedly, sending heads and minds  
       through space and time, a 'reeling?  

All because you opened up
        some measure of truth dejour' 
Straight from the mind of the child who climbed 
        tall trees by the old seashore.

Where the summer breeze blew, and you once knew
        every shell on the sun-bleached sands 
where family and friends all gathered back then 
      before life was all scheduled and planned.
        
Back in the day when it was play, play, play
        cowboys and Indians for fun,
Or King of the Hill and don't ever kill 
        those dreams 'till the day you are done.  
     
Do they tease you at all or make you feel small
        for the poems you've personally penned
(with a wink and a prayer from the Artist upstairs),
        is your reader a foe or a friend?

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