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Adam

I was raised by a child.....
He took me in and taught me how the world turned.....
He showed me things I would have never seen on my own.....
I had combusted under too much weight.....
Too much pressure.....
I had found the simplest words comforting in a difficult time.....
Time.....
Time.....
How much.....
I’m too old to think about dying.....
I’m too young to live.....
I see the world in black and white....
I pretend the world lost it’s depth....
Make the world my playground....
It’s the only thing I can do.

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