Recess Files...

There was a cloud that used to follow me around...
A staircase on which I used to sit on...
There used to be those stars that glimmered...
A wide eyed spectacle that was my naivete...


And now that cloud has rolled on by...
And that staircase is just a staircase...
And those stars do nothing more than shine...
And these eyes know not to expect and simply look on...

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It's a losing battle...