Old Things We Left Behind
Submitted By: Anurag gavali
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As a young kid, with boundless glee, LEGO blocks built worlds for me. Masterpieces grand, a child's pure dream, In callow days, a joyful stream. My humble cycle, once so dear, Transformed to dirtbike, conquering fear. Up a hill, the engine's roar, Vibrations felt, to my core. At the top, a jump, a soaring leap, Imagined from a rocky steep. Now that same cycle, restored and bright, Lives a second life, a new delight. My kid brother rides, a joyful sight, Carrying on its legacy, shining light.
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