the orange kaleidoscope
once among my most prized items
no longer beckons me
the myriad multi-hued worlds within it
my heart no longer seeks
i refuse to accept that this is what growing up is
i do not deserve these shards
the extraordinary toy now sits in the corner of my desk
gathering dust
i might as well return it to Sujay,
who let me borrow it
never to see its face again
once among my most prized items
no longer beckons me
the myriad multi-hued worlds within it
my heart no longer seeks
i refuse to accept that this is what growing up is
i do not deserve these shards
the extraordinary toy now sits in the corner of my desk
gathering dust
i might as well return it to Sujay,
who let me borrow it
never to see its face again
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