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Growing up


Remember when you were young? When the highest place you could be was your dads shoulders? When the people you loved the most were your family? When all you could get from boys was cooties? When you could wear a skirt and not get called a sl*t. When you all had friends and nobody cared about what others looked like? When the only drug you knew was cough syrup, and the only protection you needed was a helmet when riding a bike? and we only wanted to grow up...
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WishLovePray_NYC
This was the piece I wanted to publish for so long.

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