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Today I see a girl whose mind is very young and then,
he holds her hand and twirls her round, again and again.
They dance to happiness, it seems he means the world to her
And god I hope she never grows, because innocence always ends.

Today I see them roll in the grass and play
Nobody dares to do it, but when they see, they say …
Oh, I wish I were that age again.

Clear skies, a dry sunset.
This is where I come when I'm not me
a place where evils are set free, where they cannot enter me.

Clear skies, a dry sunset.
This is where I come to see, if evil can stay out of me.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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