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A third down my life Assuming living till 75 or so I stood with pride Waving profusely towards the younger me Vulnerable age Anxiously lost Yet, I seek for your salvation and comfort So Brave, Silly and Bold Even in great fear you step out for the unknown Applause for your courage Appreciate your sincerity Adore your ignorance Mostly Being Awkward with yourself Avoiding intimidation with the world Used to loath the sight of humans Endless introductions Just drained the helpless soul A third down the road Accepting new faces Enjoying small talks Occasionally misplaced myself as well Still, I Am become a statement to hold At ease with my presence
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May 16, 2018
May 16, 2018 at 11:34 AM UTC
One Third
A third down my life Assuming living till 75 or so I stood with pride Waving profusely towards the younger me Vulnerable age Anxiously lost Yet, I seek for your salvation and comfort So Brave, Silly and Bold Even in great fear you step out for the unknown Applause for your courage Appreciate your sincerity Adore your ignorance Mostly Being Awkward with yourself Avoiding intimidation with the world Used to loath the sight of humans Endless introductions Just drained the helpless soul A third down the road Accepting new faces Enjoying small talks Occasionally misplaced myself as well Still, I Am become a statement to hold At ease with my presence
At the stage when I starting to appreciate past and present me.
jhus
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May 16, 2018
May 16, 2018 at 11:34 AM UTC
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