First Everything's

I have aged since the beginning. 

In first steps and first words...

In first experiences and first friendships...

I have given the world out in the open.

To the hands of the empty.

To the hearts of the broken.

I have wished for things.

For a first love to be too clear to dismiss.

Nothing like the last, but something as a true first...

First love.

This poem is about: 
Me

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