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Twenty-six feels
Comfortable
To have this
Number
Slapped on
My back
Telling me
You, have got
Time

Time to settle
Time to rise
Time to run
In any direction
Decisions decisions
Sprout out
Like tentacles

I do feel safe
At this very moment
The wind is silent
Breathable air
Swaying in and out
To be young
To have time
I hope I know
What I am doing
Now.
Written by LUUH19 (Emeraldia)
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