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  • Emily Ellet

The Joys of Being the Oldest

The thrill that comes from Being the only one to Ride to the next block

Is not a small thing. Your bike is your noble steed Driving towards freedom.

Blood singing with birds, Feet pedal on eager joy To ditch your siblings,

Drawing into lungs Crisp responsibility: Fin’lly an adult.

#Childhood #memories #Poetry

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