Eighteen year olds should know betterChoosing a life of beginnings and endsSweet innocent eyesWe said we could do itNow we march for our sanityTo gain some reprise It worsened much more within two long yearsA pandemic to end usWe worked longer and harderLost in a frenzy to test usEighteen and innocentBecame open eyed and destroyedSeeingContinue reading “The Eyes Of Eighteen”
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