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  • Writer's pictureChad Coburn
    • Mar 14
    • 1 min read

The Lost Child


My eyes fall heavy.

I lay down to rest

And awaken in a world

of dreams.


My memories fly around me;

I reach out to touch them

And fall into the past.


I see myself,

A lost child searching for home.

I shiver as I remember the fear I was in.


I go to grab my past self's hand,

Leading myself back home,

But I'm invisible.


All I can do is listen to my cries.


I watch as my younger self's eyes fall heavy and lay under the bench,


And awaken to the present moment.


A single tear falls from my cheek,

As I'm still the lost child.

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