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If I controlled time I would walk

Walk to that day,

that place,

that time.

Press pause.

 

If I froze time I would see

See her mid-run,

that park,

that tree.

Press play.

 

If I slowed time I would scream

Scream to run faster,

that shoelace,

that stumble

Press stop.

 

Press rewind.

No scraped knees

pulled hair,

bruised wrists,

ripped clothes,

torn pride.

 

Press delete.

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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