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Jun 2021
There’s an innocence
In 22
That I’ll probably never meet again
Blind faith meeting blind hope
Carefree meeting careless
The confidence of an undefined brain
Growing harder with age
Men see it too
29 will never be as fun as 22
When the male gaze
Looks past you
Because your head is held higher
And your body is no longer new
Especially to you
Lydia Cooper
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Lydia Cooper  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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