So let’s go back.
I’m fonting all the way back.
like,
bottles and bibs “back”.

“hey little you.”
when many of us were younger,
we were innocent and had clean slates.
the world was big and bright.
we thought turning 13 meant we were old.
those who were lucky with parents who protected them,
their childhoods were practically flawless.
the rest of us weren’t so lucky.
someone(s) showed us hurt instead of love.
sometimes it was one incident or a few that made us go mute.
that is the day we decided to lock ourselves in a cage…

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so you go to the zoo one afternoon.
one that just happens to be in toronto.
shut up and play along.
ugh.
anyway,
so you go the zoo and your hat somehow falls in the tiger’s cage.
instead of going for help,
this is what you do…
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