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Faded


Faded  blue  jeans  with  a hole on the  knee  cartoonish drawings on my bare knee.

faded bottled  emotions , looking  for  a  solution  so much anger and so much hurt.

falling and landing in the powdered dirt learning my way, with my trusted blue  bike with 

the  banana seat with flowers and a basket leading  the way.  I want  these  days  to last forever .

but they are faded in the distance  between  the roads the lead to nowhere and the neon reality

of  adult hood signs. 

 

 

 

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