you act like a souvenir

eyelids in my head
as heavy as you are
falling through gravity

from the fast trees
comes the led pencil scent
of childhood desks

sometimes when we
run into each other
you act like a souvenir
as if you shouldn’t been touched

and you seem so much older
than i’m sure you will someday be

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