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Role Reversal


grandpa took me to eat

grandpa drove me to the store

grandpa helped me when I fell

 

grandpa was diagnosed with dementia 

grandpa crashed the car 

grandpa fell

 

I grew up when the roles were changed

I grew up now I drive the car

I grew up now I help him up

 

I grew up now I am mentally older

I grew up now I am mature enough to help

I grew up

 
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