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Don't be impatient
You're still being molded as being cherished
In you is such great sentiment
Don't be in a hurry
Time will tell when something's right
Be still, make the most to be happy
Don't share with sharers
They're good at spilling, not at keeping
You'd only be wasting what's enough
Don't think you're a delay
Running at the wrong path will tire you out
Be safe, go slow, being last is okay
Don't befriend those doubts
Greet them only at the door
Then send them off even if they shout
Don't pour it all out
Pour only on cups that rest on your table
Save your worries, you're a growing sprout
Don't lose your charm
It'd be hard to bring back sweet innocence
Embrace your youth, the feeling so warm
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A Poet's Diary
PoetryShe doesn't simply cry when she's upset or disappointed, nor does she just smile all day when she finally get to grab that tiny bit of hope. It would be hard for her to talk about love just as simply as bringing up a favorite song, nor would it be e...
