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Unframed childhood
In retrospect, everything is a mist
Memories are but faint and faded
Childhood lost amidst
Blurred reminisces long dead
A fogged vision unveils
Shapeless shapes in the distance
Dimensions and definitions still
to indiscernible importance
A face frozen, a child’s days framed
For a fraction of eternity
Reflecting moments of a mind untamed
To be my past’s testimony
I wish I had a photograph of my childhood
I could then say “this is me at ten”
I could then word
“I was a brat then”
poem
by
Rajesh Gurung
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