I remember those ocean blue twilight skies in the sunshine state of California as a child i played in fields of grass and rode my bike in the streets of Pacoima. It was never a boring day for my brothers and I break dance music and spanish flies, black dahlias and lotus roses captivated the sight of young male children; though all of the same kind, but different in gender we mingled until dusk of dark. Always anticipating December Christmas unbound the child's imagination and in Spring kytes soared high, yet the summer brought the first crush all so sweet in the touch of a butterfly. Those...
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