Grow up.

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Every second of everyday.

Is another reason why I can't stop and play.

I know I'm older but I never wanted grow old.

Growing up felt like a non- fictional story being told.

I missed laughing, I miss games.

I miss never thinking about fame.

I miss loving myself and never wanting to be anybody but me.

I miss burning my tougue drinking my mom's tea.

I am not a kid anymore.

There is no now and my childhood was before.

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