whist’ling down the hall
a spring in every step
i blossom in the fall
awaken with some pep
my mirror loaded up
with inward-facing praise
the summer swollen shut
forgotten in a haze
i’m your
21st century girl
i’m the
future of the free world
students passing by
slow and steadily
fresh-faced alibis
potential guarantees
all the kids in school
were putty in my hands
i never lost her cool
i always had it planned
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