Outgrow
It didn't come on fast
Rather quite slow
When I realized that the past
Was the childhood I wished to know
I was sitting with my friends
During our last summer together
When I realized everything ends
Even the things you want forever
The happiness I thought would last
Was just like any other show
Even though the timeline seems vast
They all end as we outgrow
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