The feeling of youth not feeling of age. The fascination of experiencing tings for the first time.
There is a wise man always right his name is cricket. Lives every breath with righteous words that flow like a Spicket. Who are you to tell me what is right I’ll find out on my own. Too ignorant to face the truth I spend my time at home. Stuck in a house of my […]
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Youth burns as though a fire. Contained by the elders who passed the torch. Bearer anew run with enthusiasm. With blind eyes of the gusts that take the flames as they go. Unknowing of the trials of the flame. Letting the beauty escape to the wind. Leaving the trails of essence behind. Gazing into the
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