Youth

Young do I feel in this wide open world.

What storms come my way, I bravely stand, stick sword in hand.

These storms cannot tarnish my sleeves of courage.

A heart of brazen gold do I best within my small chest.

I am untouchable, I scream out to the darkening clouds.

-M.E. InkOwl

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