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20s

by zackripley

Take a chance. Take a bow. Take a walk with me now. Take my hand. We'll take this world by storm. You will never be ignored again. Take this life. Take control. Who cares what the future holds? Burn the bridges to the past. The memories were never meant to last. All we have is all we need. Living in the moment feels so free. But like all good things, the time has come to say goodbye. "Goodbye, 20s! We sure had one hell of a ride."
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Jan 3, 2022
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#takeachance#goodbye#poetry#takecontrol
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