.Want to speak the language
I did when I was three.
Talking sticks and racing twigs
in gutters filled with leaves
I wanted you to take me swimming but you hated me
so I sat at home by myself
Caught a bad reflection
in a puddle in the lawn,
wondered if i'd grow up
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