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Childhood . . . most often, I'm so glad it's behind me.
An adult's childhood memory
Is like a beautiful, but scarred, milk glass picture.
Covered with creamy tissue it's secured under reflection.
The prettiness offers a surrealistic feel of completion,
Even though it can no longer be touched.
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