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  • Writer's pictureNick Villers

Twenties, Here I Am Looking Back At You.

Let me look in the mirror tonight.

This face has looked back at me 30 times before.

When you look at me, you look for answers.

All I can give you, is what I know.

What do I know? I’m only a reflection to tell.

Ten years ago.

The glory days to realize they weren’t all glory.

We remember what we want to.

We forget where we’re at.

Wish for youth.

Wish for now.

Throw your moment by the wayside.

And you’re lost in the present.

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