poetry

Twenty.

Twenty is forgetting your rain boots
on purpose
For just a brief walk
in immaturity
Twenty is Stop Stop Stop
Go with everything you have
Go with your heart
Go with your soul
Go make mistakes
Go fix them
Go get what you want and be it
Twenty is fall in love, fall in hate, fall into your work, fall into your grave
but whatever you do, do not ever stop falling for something.

Twenty is learning
that idolizing the run
will only encourage the chase

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