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Budding - poetry


Growing hurts sometimes;

saying goodbye to friends,

to belongings you've known and done

to effects you hunted to do.

Growing heals sometimes

the crushed dreams and hopes

of a life you once knew

leading you to a new acquaintance of yourself.

Growing is fun sometimes

meeting new friends

learning new things

making changes that feel good and emotive on.

Growing is compulsory always.

Without adjust there is stagnation

death as a replacement for of life.

To desire to live is to desire to grow.

Copyright 2002

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