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Young Yet Old

how am I young but yet feel so old have I let myself go to hide an cave where shelter is safe my comfort zone is the best where I feel in place I have been stepped on laughed at but I look past that my young soul has turned old and I cant just look back I choose to isolate myself and I know it isn't healthy so prove me wrong so I can be wealthy not with money in cars not with glitter in gold but with smiles that shimmer with the light that's end at the road/

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