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unmoved by childhood, untouched in adulthood

sometimes i wonder if i’ll ever be kissed
and then i think that what i really want
is to be pulled close against someone
and feel that i’ve entered their ghost
and made a home there

i’m almost middle-aged and i’ve wasted my youth
not coming-of-age
and now i think the clock’s run out on love
Written by The_Silly_Sibyl (Jack Thomas)
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