On growing up

Illustration of a person comfortably seated on a couch and reading, a mug of tea by their side
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The days come and go.

Sometimes I am even lost in them. 

 

But comfort is old storybooks, warm blankets and tea, 

photographs of a life lived long gone.

 

Memories locked away

like pressed flowers,

devoid of scent, 

collecting dust between the pages

of long-forgotten notebooks.

 

How funny it is —

to spend so much time looking forward

only to turn too late

and face a thicket of trees 

with no way back.

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