in childhood we live . unencumbered by the thought: that is too silly
as summer begins . to wane, tired sunflowers still . try to do their best
often unnoticed . little things can remind us . life will find a way
we have to accept . that things just are how they are . no matter how weird
leaving our comfort . carries with it the promise . of being exposed
meeting a stranger . we do not know their story . so we make one up
each experience . is unique, filtered through past . experiences
there are instructions . that we do not understand . they’re not for us
the best way to feel . what a neighborhood is like . is from its sidewalks
each experience . lasts a moment, memories . can last a lifetime
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