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Growing Old
Growing old- trying to feel alive
Loosing motivation- gotta keep my strive
Thinking back to when I was a little boy
around the age of 4 or 5
I can still see the smile on my face
back when this world was an innocent place
Too be young and naive- to still believe
Feels like a dream- but I was really there
I was once free of care
Loosing motivation- gotta keep my strive
Thinking back to when I was a little boy
around the age of 4 or 5
I can still see the smile on my face
back when this world was an innocent place
Too be young and naive- to still believe
Feels like a dream- but I was really there
I was once free of care
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