2017.
It's seems like a number from a futuristic storybook but it is not.
The future is here.
And I'm not sure if I'm ready to embrace it.
2017.
you sound like a year
from a world that's not mine but someone else's
you don't sound like a year that I can be a child in
you make it seem like it's time to grow up
2017
how many tears and laughs and sighs and screams will you bring?
2017.
What a scary thought.
What a lovely thought
What an interesting thought.
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