Prose.
I feel my body grow another day.
Another year.
Unsure of everything.
Unsure how I even got to this point.
I am surprised from myself
I am wondering sometimes if the universe is playing with me.
It's another day,another year.
And it will keep being like that.
But it's different from the years before.
Fuzzy feelings are eating my heart.
Flowers are leaving my lips with the feeling of happiness.
Happy.
Yes,that's it.
I can safely say that word without fearing anymore.
-turning 20
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