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Growing Up


As a child, your parents shape your mind

As I age, I have my own beliefs to find

Being my own person, aside from my family

May create tension that is utterly ugly

But growing up means making tough choices

And standing up and over the multitude of voices

Now, I’m an adult and I respectfully disagree

And independence is no longer an absentee

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