A boy ran past me
on wet pavement
but the rain had stopped
the sound
of his rubber soled shoes
slapping the ground
under his abandoned
all in
run
took me suddenly on a time
travel
struck by the thought
that’s how we ran
it was the sound
of youth
A boy ran past me
on wet pavement
but the rain had stopped
the sound
of his rubber soled shoes
slapping the ground
under his abandoned
all in
run
took me suddenly on a time
travel
struck by the thought
that’s how we ran
it was the sound
of youth
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