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GROWTH; FUTURE YET UNKNOWN
Was young, was naive,
Had to grow strong, in extreme,
Tears, my everyday solitude,
And everyday, a change, in my attitude.
No one to hear or even listen,
To my heart or mind, when aching,
Shuffling and ruffling, my way,...
Had to grow strong, in extreme,
Tears, my everyday solitude,
And everyday, a change, in my attitude.
No one to hear or even listen,
To my heart or mind, when aching,
Shuffling and ruffling, my way,...
