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I imagine myself as a toddler.
Curiously questioning in red Velcro shoes.
Frolicking in the tall grass of unappreciated innocence,
and free of the second hands staccato stutter.

Opening my eyes
And immediately search for the right words.
You're alway staring directly through me.
Unconsciously my unfamiliar hands are drawn to yours like magnets.
Though my heart has been misplaced,
and my tongued glued to the roof of my mouth,
infinity could be said if i could only reach you.

The moment our fingertips meet I'm reminded of the toddler.
A final cry for youth and naivety.
I call myself to me and embrace my tiny form with the deepest warmth.
Muffling tiny giggles in my chest.