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Growing Down

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I?ve heard of growing up

But jaded as I was

Since early childhood

I never really did.

Carmen would just look--

Her fingers sharp, a hook--

At both of our faces.

She?d know of all our fears

And notice the trail of tears.

And like a river through wonderland

Or a fault at Disneyland,

Our eyes grew tired.

They ached in silence, orbs swollen

And lashes worn, happiness stolen.

And it is now I?ve learned

That our maturity was innate:

After our luck turned

We started growing down

And noticed the smile on the clown

And we licked the empty plate.

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