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Jun 2013
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While we are little we are told we can grow up to be whatever we want.
As we grow older we start to discover new things.
Plants, powder & rocks.
Some fall into depression while others follow their dreams.
We start to realize this isn't what it seems.
Rushing to be a grown up thinking it is all fun & games
Only to realize it is really ******* lame.
Barbara Johnson
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