In May of ’68, a soul took flight,
Born ‘neath a sky of rebellion’s light.
Vibrant hues, a world ablaze,
Psychedelic dreams and restless days.
Colors bold, in patterns wild,
A watershed year, a newborn child.
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Author:
ROSHI (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: October 18th, 2025 06:25
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 2
Comments1
A statement of birth not only in a physical sense but of rebellion and being who one is. Nicely written
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