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the night we sat on the roof
taking turns and dares to
jump into the tree. proving
invincibility with reckless
pique- the popularity we hated
and reluctantly chased only to ignore
partying down in our house now.
the one with the indestructible floorboards
and its very own harem.
i’ll go down soon and yell at them
to leave- they will not enjoy what they
threw away. later by a fire
after midnight, another quiet song
and the soundtrack to this memory making.
i’m so light i hold just one breath
and go back to my nest
sleep with innocence. all of youth
is one long night.