we all age, we don’t all grow old

we all age, we don’t all grow old

I drew this way before 2020. // 2017, the beginnings of self-discovery? or the beginning of an ending of a journey.

I’ve seen plenty, I’ve lived enough,
I’ve had the adventures I wanted
and I’ve felt the safety.
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Did I turn away to document,
that I lived a life where I knew a kid.

Where I knew a kid who is the best and she shared a song among many others that connect to me. //

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she called that day, and it wasn’t enough to not stop me.
but this time, for the road trip we might never even when I want to someday with her take, I have pause.