#Flashback Friday

From a distance, a song streams through the morning air;
I hear its faint melody, and remember,
I once wrote about this one at fifteen—
Those years ago I listened to it and thought:
How beautiful and bittersweet life is!
Back then I could only imagine how it would feel to be a grown-up;
Now my younger self only exists in my imagination.

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