20th came and went... and now I am 20.
Twenty... two and zero... the first step out.
no longer a teen.
I'll never have to deal with the baggage, or the awkwardness, or the emptiness again - (at least not in that way.) The youth season is over and a new age is thrown over me like a welcoming arm. I don't know how to act. I am glad to see this age,
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