I close my eyes and walk through memory,
Inhaling in the scent of summer.
I run through fields of grass
And fall to the ground,
skinning my knee on rocks.
I laugh and pick the flowers
yellow like the sunlight,
I blow away wishes.
rolling down the hill
I giggle and get dizy.
Distracted by a ringing,
I open my eyes and see four walls.
Smell the must and dust,
The phone rings again.
Ignoring it,
I close my eyes
to run back up the hill.
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