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Sometimes I feel like a kid Running, climbing, playing Smiling as I climb a new flight of stairs Looking to my parents when I reach the top Waiting for eye contact, a clap, A shimmer of pride in their eye But i'm an adult I'm trying, helping, managing Working to make some kind of mark on the world As different as these worlds may seem Both seek a pure thing We are looking for the world to smile back at us To say: I see you, I appreciate you, you are here.
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Jan 5, 2021
Jan 5, 2021 at 7:27 PM UTC
Climbing
Sometimes I feel like a kid Running, climbing, playing Smiling as I climb a new flight of stairs Looking to my parents when I reach the top Waiting for eye contact, a clap, A shimmer of pride in their eye But i'm an adult I'm trying, helping, managing Working to make some kind of mark on the world As different as these worlds may seem Both seek a pure thing We are looking for the world to smile back at us To say: I see you, I appreciate you, you are here.
A parallel story of kids and adults
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Jan 5, 2021
Jan 5, 2021 at 7:27 PM UTC
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