In
every adult,
I believe the heart of the child
still beats,
and in that heart,
yesteryear will live forever.
Share with me those times
that are no more.
Perhaps, in the sharing,
we will find
that we are kindred spirits.
Come, take my hand.
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read the poems of nostalgia,
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