The building's on fire
I love you
recipient's mailbox is full
We cling
to each other
Suddenly we are back by the swing set
suddenly we are two feet shorter
through trembling panes see daisy chains
they'll catch us when we fall
the moment we'll be remembered for
peachy skin turned crispy brown
like all the decades of sunsets we would miss
fell on us in one day
be brave little children
our childhood bears
they flash before our eyes
our childhood bears
fight black aeroplanes

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