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Not Done Yet


It all started not too long ago

I had barely just become a big bro

As I practice this ridling 

I think about my siblings

How I cared for them

And how I love for them

The responsibilies of a big bro made me who I am

At that moment I was no longer little, I was a grown man

From changing their diapers to making them lunch

I realized that I have grown very much

I used to play video games all the time

And realize something as I continue to rhyme

Growing up isn't just physically growing

It's learning to take action instead of moaning

Growning up is becoming independent

And still I am not done yet

I take on responsibilities and do what I need

I set the example and take the lead

So I guess you could say I have grown indeed

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