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Updated: Sep 10, 2018

I couldn’t recall the last time I had laughed so hard

But then it’s like that with every ticket spent

The flickering lights, the eager squeals

Not much has changed

And sometimes I swear I’m back

Balloon in one hand and her in the other

And I’m curious and wide-eyed and eight again

But our last bow was years ago.

Sometimes I catch a whiff of her perfume amidst the words

And sometimes that is enough

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