The image shows a black background with one green arm at the centre, fingers pressed against their shoulder, nails painted neon yellow.

Moment that we have

Maybe we’ll always be lost

Like some eggs in the wild that won’t hatch

Or caterpillars that will never turn into butterflies

Maybe we’ll always be 18

Unsure and lonely, seeking a stranger’s touch

So we try with what we have

And that’s all we can ever do

With this moment that we have.

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