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Jul 2020
i am seventeen soon
two days from sunday to be exact
i don’t know how i feel about growing old
i still feel like i am waiting to be young
will it always feel like this?
there were days when seventeen seemed
so unattainable
i didn’t plan to still be
but i’m here i guess
how odd
Written by
strawberry-cigarette  17/F/strawberry fields
(17/F/strawberry fields)   
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