I'd like to believe that most people grow up, and most things too. As trees grow up, their roots grow down. They mature as they become more deeply attached to the ground.
I've grow up, as most things do. I grew up, but I've grown down too. I've grown to realize I am nothing, and I am exactly what I want to be and you are you.
Wisdom grows up, but it's roots grow down too. It grows into my gums as it grows into a tooth. And breaks through the surface, as I hold on to my youth.
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