i just want to sit in a new york apartment,
sunlight peaking through my open window
traffic, people talking, and birds chirping
sounding like music
and me painting away
at a now very colorful canvas
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Pretty Seventeen
Poetrymy last few years as a teenager was an actual rollercoaster ride
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i just want to sit in a new york apartment,
sunlight peaking through my open window
traffic, people talking, and birds chirping
sounding like music
and me painting away
at a now very colorful canvas