(because it is really hard to read I'm going to also type in what the poem says...)
"Wake Up"
you questioned me
like fresh steam secretly worrys
about a slow cloud broken by a breeze
perhaps you a boy whos desire is change
to be wild and explore
yesterday we were prisoners
squirmed when thinking to go away
like life is a ghost haunting
saying we rob our lives
our worry poison
present we are warm & free
embrace every morning
waking up to your young smile and moist kiss
brings and eternity of celebration
as blush surrounds like air
we have healed
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