21

The sun broke through / now what
through a series of bad choices
through consequences: danger
the campus was lit up / if only
for a second or two / was it you
though, who taught me patience
that burnt leaves / that an age of sleep
are indicative / it could be better
so soak in the sun / there’s more
yet to come / you are young
twenty-one is no time to worry

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