Someone said to me

"This time of year might not be my best year ever,
but I am seventeen. There is something magical behind it.
Okay, maybe not magical, but..special ?
I love being an adolescence, partially grown up.
Where I can be immature at times, but still can get away within.
I love now. I hate now."

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