Growing Up
Wow
Life is within its reach
No more parental guidance
It's now me
It's now I and myself
Am I really alone in this journey?
I have the finger's stress and responsibility's
I have the brain-full memory of my young self
I have the hand college classes to look forward to.
wow
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