seat belts,
or life preservers,
we rubbed
mud onto bee stings,
and ran around
without shoes on.
we drank water from hoses.
played kickball
in the street.
our fathers cut our hair,
and we ate
meat and drank milk.
we climbed trees,
waded into creeks,
disappeared until
the sun went down.
even the dog had
no leash.
but somehow, here
we are.
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