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Growing up, getting older, Watching as I grow taller, And you grow shorter. I used to be at your thigh, Now I'm the one with all the height. Growing up, getting older, Realizing that I won't always have your shoulder, To lean on, One day I'll be on my own.
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Oct 4, 2025
Oct 4, 2025 at 2:52 PM UTC
Your Shoulder
Growing up, getting older, Watching as I grow taller, And you grow shorter. I used to be at your thigh, Now I'm the one with all the height. Growing up, getting older, Realizing that I won't always have your shoulder, To lean on, One day I'll be on my own.
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Oct 4, 2025
Oct 4, 2025 at 2:52 PM UTC
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