Time machine

If I had a time machine

 I'd take you to the farm

 we'd visit 1989

 I'd keep you in my arms.

 We'd play until we slept standing

 falling on our backs were landing

 my Dad is there.

 And his, and his

 nieces nephews cousins this

 is the end

 the All

 the last

 as time stands still

 all futures past


This poem is about: 
Our world


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