Mid-afternoon, Lexicon StreetInto sunsets and a hornet's nest
The bower that yields begins to break.
Here, the paths run dusted
In want for bicycles and dreams.
Poetry by Charlie fan
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Written on 2006-03-14 at 18:11
Tags Childhood  Memories
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