Young me: When I grow up I want to be just like you.
Adult me: Same. I want to be like you too.
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22 & Learning Poetry Collection: Curiously Beautiful
PoetryBeing vulnerable is one of the scariest things any human being can do; to unfasten the armor reinforced by a lifetime of difficult lessons, strip down to nothing but the fine curves of one's existence, and bare the scars of the soul in the sincerity...
When I Grow Up
Young me: When I grow up I want to be just like you.
Adult me: Same. I want to be like you too.