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I can feel it in my bones


I can feel the changes happening;

I am not ready yet.

I can feel the Changes happening;

I can feel it in my bones.

As the growing pains stopped

and the strain on my brain began, 

I knew I was growing older.

I can feel the changes happening;

I could feel it on my skin. 

The world began to colder 

and peoplas patients with me

were now grown thin.

I can feel the changes happening;

I can feel it in my soul. 

They wanted more from me

I just wanted to enjoy my life

and try to be happy as can be.

I can feel the changes happening; 

I can feel it in my bones.

That’s what makes me ready

I bet.

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