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Growing Pains


I once was young

So clean and pure

Innocent thoughts flew through my head

Like the airplanes far above

But one thing scared me and kept me down

I saw how my friends changed

Some left while others stayed

Most forgot the times we played

I never thought I could lose so many

But then I found that there were more all around

I started to talk

to joke and laugh

and before I knew it

I had friends abound

I still think back to all my friends

And hope that they can come around.

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