until i perish

Posted: December 12, 2008 in Poetry
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I’ll be saying “when I grow up” until I’m at least 40,
learning the meaning of dead-end jobs and missing
the marvel of entry-level experiences, muscle
strains and uncertain reimaginings of the same old
world.

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