the fossils of yesterday, II

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They were playing as usual.


Nao ran with the others to the place where they play,

Which was a small empty field filled

With soft grasses and large trees masking the heat of the sun.






The four kids smiled at each other,

When they caught a glimpse of the others' faces,

When they discovered something new about themselves,







When they became the rulers of their own world.

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