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Jan 4
When i was young I learned to tie my shoe
I learned to read and to write
I learned about what was wrong and right
I learned about the colors like black and white
Then like the shadows trying to hide from the sun
I learned about things not so clear
I learned about things not so innocent
I learned about life about things my parents wanted me not to see
I learned about pain unlike that from the scraping of a knee
I learned about life and how no matter how it will always be companied by death
I learned about pleasure and that every star will one day fade
I learned about people and the good they can do
I learned that just as life is always companied by death and just as every star fades not everything is as clear as we choose to believe
I learned that the people that we think we may be are always different than what others see
I learned that now matter how much we learn in our lives we will always have more to go  
Now I just need to learn how to be the best version of me
Written by
Thomas Freeman  22/M/Missouri
(22/M/Missouri)   
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