Growing Up To Be Little
the stage is set
for a magic trick of a life time
renewal and rebirth
the act of growing up to be little
the past life forgotten
lessons learned carried forward
a whirlwind of glitter
inside a solar powered box
turning the many wheels
of the generator
getting old enough to forget
the child you once were
and are about to be again
eternal
sometimes everything changes
when you see your mother
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