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AugPoWriMo 22

Sunday afternoon nap 
wake up but not really
thinking how much time
has passed since

you were younger
so young at one point
you didn’t refer to yourself
in the second person

how can it be twenty
years or more you were
twenty years old or
younger than yesterday

to taste what is gone
all you have to do is dream
and it’s there for real
wake up a little so you see

I’m dreaming my life away

By Joshua Keiter

reader, writer, actor, singer, teacher