Poem #1

The exuberance of youth!
Children laughing, shouting, talking
It’s painful to think that one must be a child
To feel that alive
Was I like that once?
Did I shudder with excitement at the thought of anything and everything?
Will I ever feel that alive again?
Perhaps
and then again
Perhaps no…

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