I remember a time when the days were long and colourful.
Filled with curiosity and bewilderment, I was tireless.
It was the smallest things that held the utmost importance to me.I’ve kept them with me, close and guarded. Deep inside my void, I will not let them die.
No joy comes from them now. A constant pang, a reminder of a time when the days were long and colorful.
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