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    • Jun 17
    • 1 min read

I blame the yellow door

Updated: Jul 20

It changed to cream.


Which made my past life feel like a dream.


The store that closed with no goodbye.


The music that stopped and made me cry.


The ice cream shop I'd visit on a walk.


No longer had the walls with chalk.


I blame the future that won't let it be.


It keeps moving forward and forgot about me.


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