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  • Writer's pictureChad Coburn

Field of Flowers

A gentle breeze awakens me

in a field of flowers

I twirl and twirl, with all my old friends

We romp and stomp

like the good old days

We run and hide like time never passed,

playing fetch with all my friends.

I remember this day

Now woken in tears, I will always remember:

You’re good boys.

Every one of you.

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