Life makes us grow

June 4, 2019

Life makes us grow up.

Rain keeps pouring.

Never lets up,

we keep growing.

One day we meet,

life at its end.

At least we think,

then the road bends.

We’re finally there,

that’s what they say.

But what do we have to show?

All is gone anyway.

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