The arrogance of youth catapults us into adulthood. It is our technicolour armour. We would wither without it. I cherish every moment that I knew so much about so little, and thought so highly of it.
The arrogance of youth catapults us into adulthood. It is our technicolour armour. We would wither without it. I cherish every moment that I knew so much about so little, and thought so highly of it.
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