There are some moments,
That are purely your own,
That can't be touched by anyone else,
Unless they leave you alone,
Unless they accept the fact,
That no matter where they're at,
You do not exist,
And that is that,
No kids, no dreams,
No way to go,
To meet you anywhere,
Until you can show,
That you're alright,
And then after that,
It's like nothing ever happened.
Can you handle that?
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