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Extended Japanese Tanka Poem

School Day Memories
My childhood relived In memory's inner senses Touch, nose, ears and eyes Pain as I slip on waxed floor Tears at the sight of my blood The smell of iodine ointment Hearing the school bell Seeing my mother waiting Yesterday's childhood revisited Memory has no tomorrow

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Date: 11/19/2017 1:56:00 PM
My childhood memories are filled with "could a, should a, would a's. Too much regret, I seldom look back unless prompted. Thanks for sharing this work with all of us on the soup. Keep them coming. oldbuck
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Date: 11/19/2017 1:54:00 PM
A piece that sends me down memories laneway. Iodine how I hated it; my fathers answer for every traumatic occasion. I love this poem. Oh and if you need anything I will try and help. Sorry you had iodine too.
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