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Eighteen

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First note passed in a classroom, first hand you didn't let go First song that meant a person, first radio you'd know Everything in technicolor, everything too much The terrifying miracle of a single nervous touch Eighteen When the whole world fit inside one name Mười tám, the summer we became Eighteen We thought it was forever, and for one season it was We wrote it on our wrists, we swore it on the moon We didn't know that some things end as quickly as they bloom Eighteen When the whole world fit inside one name I still hear that song sometimes and I am there again The boy who hadn't learned yet how the leaving feels at ten Eighteen, mười tám, the summer we became

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Song by Sơn Sunny. First published here on .

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“Eighteen” — song by Sơn Sunny · https://son-sunny.com/s/album-MOTDOI-03

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More from MỘT ĐỜI

  1. First Breath
  2. Wonder
  3. Eighteen
  4. Higher
  5. You and I
  6. The Wall
  7. Her Hands
  8. Full Table
  9. The Empty Chair
  10. Still Here
  11. What I Leave
  12. Last Breath
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