Stopped

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When I was little
Something happened
   I don't remember it well
But I know it happened

I grew up, very fast.
   Too fast.
      Too suddenly.

I just stopped one day.

   Like a clock that got dropped
   one too
   ‎many times,
      Or an artist tired of
      knocking over
      ‎paintings.
         ‎A broken down ferris
         wheel,
         ‎    Or an abandoned
            town buried in
            ‎snow.

I just

   St o   p     p       e         d

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