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Growing

I tire of the ceaseless run

Although I like it

Even though I like you

I can no longer attain you

As the step is too high

This damn place where you decided to rise

I grow tired of explaining

Though I enjoy teaching

But you, my dear student

Don't want to collaborate

In life there's always something new to learn

We must accept; we must grow; we must go.

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