remember a time when
we were all old souls
and that was cool
we were so different
so much better than the rest.
now we’re older and
our souls are begging
to be young again
afraid the years they’ve had
were already the best.
remember a time when
we could feel so deep
that it hurt so much
to be liked enough
to find someone to love.
and it was so hard
to show how we felt
because it hurt so much
like the hands lifting us up
were crushing us down from above.
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- Antoine de St Exupery
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