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Growing up

Yesterday is over

Time to go forward

 

In the now we know

Life is a bit of circus

 

Not really knowing the future

Or myself

 

Always living cloak and dagger

Never able to reveal myself

 

So far behind

But not last

A fight with in myself

 

Pretending to be polite

While being disgusted with myself

Until I love myself

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