I used to think, "I ve never been through it,
the deaths and stuff that make us old enough."
Old enough to love a boy whose name
I still don t know. We traded voices,
blurted accidents.
Brutal Winter froze through Spring s slow crawl.
In the Summer s burn,
the impending Fall.
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