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The Flying Boy

I can’t recall another time when I’d felt so alive The day when that feeling disappeared came out from nowhere. I always knew that it wouldn’t stay But I never knew that it would fade like a patch of old paint. Those days slipped through my hands Maybe someday, I’ll ask myself if I’ll ever see them again. And if I find that feeling again I’ll expect that it won’t last long. I can’t recall another time when I’d felt so alive it was easier to be happy when that feeling was still there. I’ll make a wish for another chance to feel young again Then I’ll keep it safe from disappearing.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 7/29/2018 11:51:00 PM
Great write, Sam, as always.
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