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Started in the season of buds and sweets Ended after a course as the sun sets Full of doubts from assorted tricks and treats A departure is as good as it gets. Flashing on the thoughts of once a timid A few Zs are enough to bring pleasure Could not blink at how stress becomes rigid Situation calls for a strong measure. Being used to this torture brings comfort Ironic as the reasoning may seem Ignorance is the delay of some sort Though bitterness stands as it goes extreme. Taking a walk is a sequel to gain Another phase is eager for no pain. Looking back, the timid grew social wings Mimicked those of butterfly’s and dragon’s Alights on the spot where others’ smog clings This becomes one of daily traditions. Indebted for the wisdom of mentors Who prevailed upon with supreme concern Never had given up hope as the source Truly mastered the mix of mild and stern. And yet leaving has been contemplated Personal growth needs to be magnified Epiphany has been compensated Being torn by progress and warmth that died. Halfhearted with the decision that’s made Still, such recurrence if the timid stayed.

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