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the pool

a requiem for beauty, lost and desiccated. a requiem for the pool and the stars and for the summer and the spring.

they are all fading and it is coming, slyly, like a thief. i wish i was like them, numb and smiling so easily. the world seems such a far-off place, full of lovely things to look at and touch.

how i wish i was young again, playing in the shade of my lime tree, its fruit ripe. how i love being a child, his doll. dress me and brush my hair, play pretend with me. reality laughs too harshly.

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