I dream…one room away from where I was a kid
I’m at my old school…one fence away from where I was a kid
I stand…warming myself against a wall,
a football’s throw away
From where I was a kid
I walk the same sidewalks…I did where I was a kid
I touch the same gates…I jumped where I was a kid
I hear old/young voices…I heard where I was a kid
I wake upon damp pillow…one room away from where I was a kid
Visions of withering potted plants…reminding me of not being a kid
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