I'm An Animal of Past!

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I'm an animal of past.
Of bygone years that is lost forever.
That cannot be retained.
I don't see Geras.
All I see is the happy orchards and Wild strawberries.
I long for the civilisations that ended,
the lost cultures,
the secrets of founding fathers,
the spirits of Phoenix,
the secrets whispered to the walls of the monuments and palaces,
the dried out rivers,
the crowned women of kingdoms,
the glory of nature,
the love wars and the great expeditions.
The violet flowers of childhood,
the years of selfless love,
the happiness of mornings,
the endless talks with genuine people,
the echoes of happy laughs.
But the comfy places and laps
that offered sleep have now turned out to be a pipe dream.
However,
I must remind you that
I'm a nostalgic idiot fed by smell of history and vintage moments.
You try to get me out of here,
but I prefer to be in this attic of cobwebs and blurry roofs
and wait for the resurrection of Unicorns!

A.C