with all the buttons
pushed and lit
in the elevator, you
look at the kid who rides
along with you.
a smirk etched on his
unlined face, happy
with his small prank,
his devilish strike
at a world he's yet to
understand or join.
push the buttons, you
think to yourself, push
them all now, for there
will come a time
when this life of no
hurry and careless ease
will change.
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