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Apr 2011
13.
When I see the adolescent men
and women who surround me,
I pray that my children will never
be like me.
Perhaps growth takes pain,
and mistakes
but please never
be like me.
Never be enraptured by drugs or
live only for your happiness
but also never live for only someone elses
or
be like me.
Please don't rebel,
I want to be able to joke and cry
as you grow old.
I always hated the books
of broken childhoods.
Please don't be like me.
Written by
Sam Chin
521
   Annabel
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