This was not just a room – it wasA milestone- a first communion,A crisp suit, a new car, a fresh haircut-A blank set of blueprints on how to be human.It was a field where shoes aren’t needed-Where you break curfew and don’t care aboutTime or memory, where everything standsStill because your mouth can’t keep up…

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