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I grew up fast


I grew up fast with affliction and trail.

I struggled with addiction, but I was in denial.

I lost a lot along the way,

Some things I still think about to this day.

I had to walk, felt like a hundred miles

Down every long and twisted isle.

I was hoping my childish ways would fade,

But for some reason I couldn´t escape.

It wasn´t until I was put on file,

I knew I needed to walk for a longer while.

For that longer while, things started to change.

Now this is me, the man that I became.

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