Growing OldA Poem by Jade GoodnightMaybe it's not so bad
Today my mother told me of how awful it is to grow old.
How your muscles ache and your bones break. But I couldn't help but think I wouldn't mind growing old if I were to with you.
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Added on July 1, 2024 Last Updated on July 1, 2024 |

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