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Julian

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

1 poem·Since May 2013
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Remember Me

May 21, 2013
The granite green countertop, the surface holding the anticipated delight. Mouth watering scent, that tempted one to take a bite. The forbidden treat that could not be eaten before dinner If caught nibbling ,thou would be scorned like a sinner. From ball games outside to watching Cartoon Network Carefree living, no worries of Debts, or Check work. Time moved slow and adults were giants Children often acted out immaturely and defiant. Homework was 10 questions max, Plenty of time to go outside play, and relax. Before Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter There was no cyber bullying and no one was bitter. A time where chips were 25 cents Soda was 75 To young to go in the deep end and 3 feet is to shallow to dive. When looking back and savoring all of these memories, My inner child Screams out "Please, Remember Me".
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