22.

Twenty-two.

It’s been the best of times.

Its been the worst of times.

My eyes have become brighter,

My horizons have expanded wider,

my path, lighter.

My heart has been touched,

My hands a little rough,

My shell, more tough.

But my existence,

my existence,

means more now than ever before.

My soul,

my soul,

is as free as it’ll ever be.

And my dreams,

my dreams,

escaping the clouds.

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                                           todays coffee!

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