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Jul 2013
As a kid, I would
Climb the tallest trees
I could find,
Hoping that maybe
I'd catch a glimpse at
The "Real World"
The grownups told the big kids about.

But as I got older,
I began to realize the
The higher you climbed,
The further you
And suddenly the "Real World"
Wan't so appealing anymore.
Kay Reed
Written by
Kay Reed  F/ohio
   cynthia, meg, Jane EB Smith and Melaina
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