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Hard Knocks High

Hard Knocks High

Once as a child, I vaulted on sunbeams.
By both those Dippers, I swam in the stars.
Comet-tail laces bolted rings around Venus.
I impressed like hammers-floored nightclubs on Mars!

Now less is the lesson. Right here's the horizon.
No danger by altering tottering lies-
Stare at the chilled empty sweep-see those hills-
Glare at the frost-sharpened teeth of tossed skies!

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I always said the day I knew I was an adult was when I walked outside after winter's first snowstorm with dread. Really like this, it captures alot.
Very imaginative! Kudos!