Stepping into a New Life
I was born and then I grew
Into something completely new
I was young and now I am old
with no hand to hold
I will soon be alone
with no support
In that moment I knew
I’m no longer young anymore
I do work and do taxes
but not homework or subtraction
But deep inside I know
This was meant to happen
Danielle Dyson
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