Before the twilight
I always thought that twilight
belonged to those who are old
to hand that once held too much
and to stories long ago told
but now I see it's not so
twilight is at every age
when one world fades behind us
and another flips the page
I have buried deep some versions
of the girl I used to be
watch the rainbow fade to gray
then return brighter than the day
If I stood in front of younger me
I would say "it's ok to stumble some courage is handmade"
Do not let the bitter breeze
teach your heart to close
even the sun when leaving
remembers how to glow
so, if this is a twilight
left find me wide awake
still gathering the specs of light
that almost made me break
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