I will soon be 31
I’m not 24
25
I’m not what once was
But neither are you
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I’m waking up to a new way
Same face
New day
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These days drag on
It’s just the way we move
In the night
Body to body
Hearts orbiting the sun
The heat in the night
The salt on your skin
Your lips
Hand on my heart
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These days
They’ll cut you dry
Like stalks in October
They’ll leave you there
You miss the crowds
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I hope that you fight the madness
Inside your head
I hope you live
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They say this is the new normal
new world order
I’m here to say
I will thrive
No matter how history decides to record this
With every broken bone
With every flare up
Every sleepless night
I’m not waiting for permission
We have to live
—
Reach over that wall
Face your cravings
What do you want?
Really?
Stop waiting
You have to live
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I asked myself a long time ago
How I would manage these days
You have to come home to yourself
I’ll soon be 31
I’m tired
But I’m going to keep walking
Regarding Samuel 