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How old are you?


How old are you?

Younger than me, maybe

Probably

If you take your cues from the way

My body creaks

 

My limbs speak

And tell all my secrets.

It's annoying, but

What can you do?

 

I always say I'm older

Than I really am

I guess I think it fits but.

Who knows?

 

I don't. Come on...

 

I'm going to take a break today

That's it.

That's my story.

 

What

Were you expecting?

My life is not that

exciting.

 

Yesterday I stubbed my toe

But you already know

You're the one who

Moved the table

 

They say that life is useless

You remember, sweetheart.

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Renraith

hey teens.

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