Blooming
Youth
not
a moment to waste,
the
floodgates open wide,
to
serve the growing tide.
a
movement of pure hope,
of
a rare belief,
that
nothing leads to grief.
raised
a hand to head,
smiling
deep comes to show,
energy
to live life and glow.
not
a lack of light,
nor
a curiosity lost again,
on
the irrelevance of being sane.
when
we had also dared,
to
be free with our spirit,
everything
surpassed even our limit.
youth
brought us into now,
all
that mattered would bloom,
and
here our love filled the room.
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