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January 15th, 2026
by Matthew Jung
The last scrape, all a blended blur of foggy memories of the fresh, stinging crisp, crushing cuts vanishing into a void Though the same body, I changed. My childhood now sealed shut, in a box of endless echoes where no originals remain Regret It all ended too soon But looking back, how could I have known that it would all slowly slip like a fading light? Seeing swings that still sway, hearing chatter, screams, and cries not of terror, but of joy knowing that I too, was once part of them A door now shut that can never be opened But a new one opened that will eventually shut Forever
About the Poet
Matthew Jung resides in Coquitlam, British Columbia, Canada.
Read the poet's biography and Young Poets World publications
on Matthew Jung's Artist Page.
Young Poets Collection
This poem is also featured in
Young Poets Collection #1,
published in the Young Poets World Library.
Keywords: nostalgia, identity shift, new life chapter, growing older
Previously published in Young Poets 13 to 15:
I've Only Died Now
by Javier Hernandez
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