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#WritcoPoemPrompt49 @AtulPurohit
The days of slate and chalk
Are not easy to erase.
They hold memories
Of my childhood.
A childhood spent
Perpetually alone.
Those days are in the distance,
Yet the emotions are not.
Those tears are still are
Still part of me.
Like an unending routine.
© heidilore
The days of slate and chalk
Are not easy to erase.
They hold memories
Of my childhood.
A childhood spent
Perpetually alone.
Those days are in the distance,
Yet the emotions are not.
Those tears are still are
Still part of me.
Like an unending routine.
© heidilore
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