adult life
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Her face lit up with a glow
Sparkles in her eyes
The great news she'd ever know
Is that she would be changing lives.
She knew that this was going to change it all
From her pockets to her qualities
We belong if we wear our masks,
We belong if we act like we arent stuck in the body we are in,
We belong but only if we hide our flasks,
We belong if we tell everybody where we have been,
I open the door and get whipped in the face with the playful autumn breeze
The skies are gray-blue and the air chilled with oncoming winter; the Sunday of summer is here
