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Mojo by Chloe Pierre


Today is the day I realize 

I am more than my ungrown eyes

I am growing up with plenty of luck

Or am I in a hamster wheel 

Going around an around

I have to realize I am and adult now 

Knowing this I mentally grow

Not knowing one day I will need these skills

For when I grow

Am I growing or am I dreaming 

I will never know 

All I know is that I am living now 

Not for show and tell, but for my undying mojo

 

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