learning to be young

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when was the last time that i
colored outside the lines?
made nonsense rhymes?

back when the world was
a perfect, glowing place.
life but not a race.

in my eyes i saw everything
through a youthful veiw.
glittering, shining, and new.

but one day i changed
the way that i saw things.
ready to spread my wings.

here i am today
older and wiser than yesterday.
not old enough for my own way.

when i look in the mirror
it is still the same me.
always wanting to be free.

did i forget how to
color outside the lines?
to make nonsense rhymes?





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