Senses
We all grow and mature
at our own pace and way
Life hits everyone differently
Some less frantic
Some less painful
Some with less fortune
Some without guidance

At the end of the day
We are all humans
We all feel
We all touch
We may not all see
We may not all speak
But we're all made the same
So where do we all go from here?

-M.M

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