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Growing Up is a Cycle


What is growing up? Is it the way we used to see ourselves? The way we used to walk, talk, and play? Never before did we get the final say. Is growing up seeing the world in a new way? Going to new places, seeing new things. Maybe growing up is having little ones of our own. Watching the way they walk, talk, and play. Reminding us of the way we used to be.

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