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Nostalgia
We got ourselves lost
in a mushroom cloud haze
behind the elementary school
playground.
Surrendered to fantasies
and daydreams
that our minds had already begun to forget
when we left behind
the wood chipped ground
underneath the yellow plastic slide.
Held together by artificial imaginations
we can fall down rabbit holes
because we figured out
how to get to wonderland.
Nostalgic for the days on those swings
we used to pump our legs
try to touch the sky.
Now we only wish we could get that high.
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