youth

youth; a compass for field trips

out to our residential library; of

loose change stabbed into vending

machines; churning fizzy soda in

their sparkly neon hues; slipping

fingers through unwounded glass;

latching unto the unraveling wind.

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  1. I absolutely love the way you captured the true essence of youth in this post, thanks for sharing such a lovely post! According to your convenience please do read some of my writings would love to know what you think about them 😊

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      1. Thanks for respecting my invitation, please feel free to explore any of my writings an honest feedback would be highly appreciated 😊

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