Bewailing my
inability
On the coaster monster with dark wheels
I was thinking of sliding down to home
What stops me from moving?
I am yet to figure out!
Perhaps, a bigger pat on the shoulders
Hold me back;
Perhaps your love and affections
Bind me with a desire to remain back:
Or else my eager legs were ready-
Excited to embrace once again
The cradle- land and you, my parents!
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