Twelve, a number on the clock.
Twelve, a difficult age.
Many, at twelve, are asleep.
All at twelve, are young.
For me, at the age of twelve,
At the hour of twelve,
During the twelfth month,
I was told something,
That I'll never forget.
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Worldful Thoughts
PoetryHere, you'll just find words put together in a meaningful or meaningless manner. In other words, some sort of poetry, if that's what you want to call it.
