Growing up.

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When we were young,

We had the world at our feet,

We never cared about what others thought,

We never needed someone else to feel complete.


When we were young,

The world seemed so much smaller.

Started at our family and ended at cloud nine.

Filled in with vivid color.


Now, that we're older,

We keep second-guessing everything we say.

The world looks much more colder than we thought,

The world looks a dull grey.


-Clementine

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