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As I listen i was taken aback

Is this the Child i was relating and living in a

Bubble of Childhood

Puppy Love

It hit like a Ten Tonner Truck

The Equipoise The Elan The Chutzpah Wow!

I am just a Rustic Bum

Where did all those days and Two Years

Gone

When i walked her to the Paljees' Bakery

In Raja Park

But where are those conversations with ones' own

Kith and Kin

Gone



There is no Guilt

No Sadness

But Self-Admonishment


Where will i go for those days to come to eat jejube sticks

To eat Cone watch The Guava man cut the Fruit Pepper them

Gone Will It come back

I do not Know

Can come back in Another Age

In Another Eon

But Yes

It was

Incredibly Beautiful

Experience

Of Holding Fingers and

And Going to the Shops

And Buying Things

Which the Purse could

Afford