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Sep 15
a terror formed from childhood
a fear of growing old
a pain of staying young
and the loss of being in between

i wandered through my childhood, never knowing where to look
i used up all my teenage years trying to find a loophole
and now iā€™m running away from my age, wondering desperately where my youth went.
Maxim
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Maxim  22/F/canada
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