295/365: Miraculous Feat

That damnable nostalgia slips in
on slow, sweet feet,
dragging honeyed pockets
of yesterday dreamed pink and gentle.
It is lies,
but this miraculous feat of the human brain
to turn old things kind
is lovely.

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