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Sep 2018
Hurry up, let's get outside.
The tide's gonna come raining down,
We're gonna become something cooler than any adult could ever see,
Your eyes are so excited and bright,
Mine are ready to fly out to see the world.

They warn us of the tide every day,
But we don't care,
We'll never care.

Stronger and braver than anything that has existed,
Shouting our names from the highest mountain top,
Burrow into the rain and find ourselves a home,
You ready for an adventure? Cause I am.

They've warned us again and again,
But we don't care,
We don't want to.

Overtime, the rain that patters against our feet,
Becomes the storm they warned us of,
Scared and afraid, we continue on,
Your eyes are afraid,
My soul is breaking.

Coursing rivers of water in between tall buildings,
Avoiding their sweeping force with all our might,
And the fact is that we might not be so mighty anymore,
We both hate this world now.

They warned and it came,
It's flooded our homes,
I'm searching for you.
Where did you go?
We all wish we could be young children again.
Skyler M
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Skyler M  22/M/Idaho
(22/M/Idaho)   
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