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No, you cant bring your mom to your favorite cafe,

You cant bring your mom to your hideaway place

The food that you ate with your best friends each day

It exists but not here

Its in another space

An extra dimension hidden away

In the experiences of a teenager going about their days

Other teens now venture

Out in that space

But the access is locked

behind a padlock of age

I do not know why my hideaway place,

Has to be so far away

in outerspace.

But it's another dimension, one no longer for me.

It's a place that holds you until you find peace .

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I dont even look like that

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What is a scarf but a blanket for ones neck

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When I was younger I thought I didn't have much care for living in a place with such defined seasons, I thought I was losing a part of myself that I loved with the coming of each winter.

I now see this beautiful pattern of ebbing and flowing with the seasons. As each season comes, I grow to be another version of me, so when that season comes again in rotation, I get to witness the season with new eyes each time.

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Been taking it moment by moment and it's beautiful

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Someone somewhere sometime Saturday smoking something sweet. Silky sighs seem so simply sublime. singing silly sing-song sighs.. sucking smoke, singeing, sizzling sweetly sighing songs seeping swooping, slightly sweeping thru the town, usually uddering under virtually vacant vocabularies, vastly wondering, when will we wake? Weekends were worrisome when Wednesday was wasted. water with xilitol: xanthic's yesterday's yield, zealous! zero attention and avoidance but beneath both burdens coming coincidentally. Come down do dank dribbles, hoots however happy humans have handed it ironing instances in isles just joking jubilee jumping kangaroos keep kombat kicks.. lots, like little librarians looking like mice! Mickey mouse microphone makes me not notice now nice noodles... nood-les open? Open oven only on our plates pinky promise petunia Patrick's pants. Pineapples, pinacalotas partially powering quests. Queen rests readily reconnecting reacting subjects, singing soothing songs so she sees, she safely sighs, sweet sleeps.

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I love being!!!!!!

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Haha

The sound of laughter

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Chilly fingers and frigid nose

Love me from the crown of my head

All the way to my toes

I want to get to know you

I want to impose

A pondering question

Do you suppose

We all could find answers

Within ourselves

Within eachother

The greater self, of all,

Why would we come together

If not to evolve

Maybe we already are what we are meant to become

but so many are not at resolve

So the conclusion we come to is: growth can still happen

That maybe we must remember who we once were

But that squandering laughter

Of a past ever after

Is not just an answer

But a question of another requester

What was the silencer

Doing in the first place?

That question is in good grace...

However the truth remains in good taste

The thing that still remains

Deep within DNA

Unlocked to the human always

-23

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Daffy Duck…isn’t really a duck.

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me

the word its self can mean many things depending on who it belongs to right now for me the word is naked it means what it is and that is me i am me and its naked and bare just me but for others the word could mean something they hide in, hide behind or maybe even hide from the word me some people will run away from themselves hiding behind the corner hoping that you wont be found some people hide in it are afraid of people seeing there is more or seeing who they truely are others see it like the sun thinking the world revolves around it but not me for me it is naked and nothing more me is me your choice if you choose to adore

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growing up??

you grow up when you take a step out of your comfort zone. sometimes you wont realize when it happens and sometimes you dont even know u have a comfort zone. growing up happens when you go to that one place thinking it prob wont be that big of a deal but sensing maybe it might lead on to more than you expected. like a room with a curtain in the middle, youve told yourself that there is nothing but a wall behind the curtain but when you pull it back there is a room that extends farther than your eye can see. growing up happens when you arent paying attention. going down the highway at 80 mph at 9:45 pm, your body is still and your mind slows, thats when the events of the past 2 weeks catch up to you and you realize that all the things you couldnt figure out how people got into has happened to you and the world makes more sense. moving out of your parents house seems like the most difficult thing and like it will never really happen as a kid but when you are 16 years old and the time to go is coming up, it seems more than reasonable and that i think is what growing up sorta is

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makeup vs no makeup same angle n whatever

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