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I remember the days were longer then—
the skies bluer; the load lighter;
we held the future in our fingertips.
That was long ago,
when time ran slow…
Now we’re status quo,
go with the flow—
tripping along a perpetual loop
trying to eke out a living —
wondering where our innocence went.
I still can recall
how we were going to change the world.
© Ginny Brannan 2018