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My How I've changed


My how I've gotten older and things have changed. This is just another factor of life, No one to place the blame. I never would have guessed this is how I'd be, So much has been altered by the change in me. The world as I know it has put me in awe. Along with making me stumble and bumble And trip and fall. This aging process is strange you see, For sometimes it makes me want to revert back To the age of three. To the age when I didn't know the horrors of the world. To the times when I was just an innocent little girl... My how I've changed.
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