But a number
Changing heart, changing mind.
Stuck in the past is a thing of the past.
experimentation, opening doors, broadcasting opinions
Age is but a number and some never live up to that.
growing up, no longer a lost boy stuck in neverland
Emotions, thoughts, amd confusion swirl to form a brain.
the ticking clock counts down until the next big moment
Remember the past, let it change and shape you, but don’t let it define you.
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