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That girl from so long ago, Perhaps from another life, She found comfort in the way words flow, Found her way through constant strife, Giving way to her second life. Now they’re 20 years old, Their whole life began anew; Leaving behind the wooden door, The pain of old wounds still to linger, But in this freedom, in this moment, All else falls away; the death of the past, And the beginnings of a new life. Tomorrow is what they decide, No longer needing to run and hide, Decisions to be made, but Finally on terms of their own design, No longer a twisting, winding of the gut, Finally, their light to safely shine, Like that of candles, scents of rain and pine. Lessons come and gone, Still to understand right and wrong, To stand their ground, to see it through, Breaking away to unforeseen heights, Building sets and relationships, Setting the bounds of friends and family, Cultivating what will someday come to bloom. They’re only 20 years old, Yet it feels like something more, They’ve gotten drunk, gotten high, Looked up to the stars, lost in the sky, Been manipulated, lied to, battered and bruised, Yet through it all, the good, the bad, and the fall, Somehow, they’ve made it through it all, Went farther than they ever thought possible, And finally, after endless nights of begging and dreaming, They finally found a place to comfortably call home. - March 6th, 2026
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Mar 6
Mar 6, 2026 at 3:31 AM UTC
The Second Life