Identity

We are all in our own Peter Pan Halloween 

Refusing to grow up 

For a commitment or fall

That we dare not take the leap

But loves to fly

It is the bliss on a bright sunny day

Where we’d turn our back to a flight through the rain

Because we will never be the same

After the storm, maybe

I won’t even recognize myself

For being me no more

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