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Dec 2013
Eighteen today
I've never understood the question
"Do you feel older?"
As if age is a tangible feeling
Meant to bring excitement
A vague sense of feeling better

Eighteen, someday
To a kid living in the system
They must understand the question
Each birthday is one more closer to
The death of their dream
They can't hold onto what they don't have

...I hope one day
I can fulfill that dream
Before they turn eighteen
I really hope I can adopt a kid one day...
Celeste
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